Logan narrowed his eyebrows at Peter and crossed his arms. “Oh?” He asked, not at all amused by the spectacle that was unfolding before him.
I grabbed Maria’s arm. Was he about to start dropping confessions all by himself? This was going to be way easier than I thought.
Peter closed his eyes and slowly bobbed his head up and down. “Yessssss sir,” he said, pouring himself another glass of champagne.
“I would love to hear more about this little promotion,” Logan said.
“Pfft. Oh, it’sssss not a little promotion,” Peter was now leaning dangerously far left in his seat. He looked like he might topple over any second. “It’s for your job, Mr. CEO pants,” he pointed at Logan. He was sitting close enough to Logan that his finger almost touched the CEO’s face
