Addison’s POV
I threw my pen down on the desk in frustration, “This is starting to get ridiculous. You have your own office, you know, and your own business to run, which you shouldn’t be doing from here.”
Max glanced up from his computer from where he was camped out on my office couch, “What’s ridiculous, sweetheart? And I know I have an office, but it doesn’t include your pretty face.”
“You know what.” I accused, “do you think I don’t know that you and Tori are tag-teaming me, so I’m never alone.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” He answered, feigning his innocence.
“So it's just a coincidence that every time Tori leaves the clinic before me, you just happen to show up for a visit and that every time you have somewhere to be in the morning or evening when I’m not working,
