Aaron

There was a knock on your office door. "Come in." You called out at your filing cabinet as I organised some files. Aaron, your boss came in quickly. "I need you." He spoke in a rushed manner. "For?" You asked nonchalantly. "My mother is here and I told her I have a girlfriend." He stated, running a hand through his hair. I couldn't help but laugh. "Sounds like a you problem." You retorted, knowing what he was suggesting. He walked in long strides towards you and placed a hand on your waist, turning you to him. "Please." He breathed, his face close to yours. Suddenly the office door swung open and an older female version of Aaron stepped in.