at Skewers with @dilaracsman
“Your boss is a little bitch.” Those were the first words to come out of Leyla’s mouth as she stepped into her aunt and uncle’s restaurant. She asked her older sister to lunch earlier in the week and knew she would be on time because Dilara had it together, unlike Leyla who was fifteen minutes late after losing the keys to her apartment. “I saw him at Juli’s earlier and waved. And guess what the guy did? Nothing! It’s like I don’t even exist. You would think he would try to be nicer since you work for him, but no.” She could be wrong and JT might not have seen her, but she knew the Morrison family too well to give him the benefit of the doubt. “I don’t know how you put up with him. I thought he would at least acknowledge me. I’m your little sister and there’s no way a pro soccer player isn’t trying to get in your pants, being nice to the little sister could have helped him out!” She looked at Dilara with a serious expression and reached for her hands. “Don’t worry. I would never be that man’s wing woman when it comes to you.”