In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Monday started with another rejection for a job she had applied for.

Sutton stared at the email on her screen… it was short. She wasn’t suitable for the role. What a joke. She could

write code in her sleep. Just because she was a model didn’t make her stupid.

She sat there for a second longer than she should’ve, cursor hovering over the trash icon. Then she hit delete.

Because if she didn’t, she might have replied to their email in a very unprofessional way. She was ready to scream

every version of frustration in her head before she even logged in.

Stacey, sitting beside her, heard her sigh. “You okay?”

The younger girl worked on reception with her. Three days a week.

“Hmm…” Sutton turned and looked at the woman.

“I asked if you were okay… You let out a huge sigh? Bad news?”

“No… No bloody news, more like it.”

“What?”

Sutton shook her head. “Nothing. It’s not important.” Well, it was, but she wasn’t about to talk about it.

She shifted in her seat and winced. The baby had started pressing down harder. Her OB said it was normal, something about head engagement and pelvic pressure, but it felt like being punched from the inside out.

She rubbed at the ache under the desk and took a sip of lukewarm tea she’d forgotten about. Ethan had brought it this morning, along with a note written on a napkin that just said: “If today sucks, let me be your buffer. If today.

doesn’t suck, it’s a trap.”

Jake was one of the men that had arrived with Nicole. He was so different from that bitch. At first Sutton had

thought it was fake, but he was nice. And kind.

She didn’t smile, but she kept the napkin.

The elevator dinged. Sutton didn’t look up.

By the sound of the heels hitting the tiles she know who is was. Nicole.

Out of the corner of her eye Sutton saw her move straight to reception, hair pulled tight, mouth already smirking.

She didn’t even bother pretending anymore.

“Morning,” she said, too bright.

Sutton braced, Waiting to see how the cow was going to take aim at her today.

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Chapter 101

“You’ve got ten minutes to make my coffee and have it on my desk. Just remember tick–tock. He’ll be here by next week. I don’t want the first thing he sees to be a human incubator with swollen ankles. Found a new job yet?”

Sutton didn’t answer. She’d learned not to give Nicole air.

Nicole tapped the desk. “You should just quit.”

“I’m not due yet,” Sutton said flatly. She didn’t know what Nicole’s problem was. Surely she’d worked with

pregnant women before. It just didn’t make sense.

“But you are… distracting.”

She heard Stacey gasp beside her. Nicole didn’t even spare her a glance.

Sutton stood up. “Do you really want coffee, or are you just here for the performance?”

Nicole leaned in. Her voice dropped fake sugar. “I’ve already prepped the CEO. He knows who matters here. And

you?”

She didn’t finish the sentence. Just turned and walked off, hips swinging like she’d just closed a deal.

As soon as she was out of sight, Sutton headed to the coffee machine and made the wicked witch her poison.

Lunch was crackers and ginger ale. She was feeling a little sick.

She sat in the break room with Jake, both of them pretending they weren’t watching Nicole hold court with two

“No. But maybe you should finish your code for the software you’re building and shove it in her face,” he said. “Just

in case.”

She met his eyes. He was the only one here who knew she was still coding. Quietly. Something she did at her desk in five–minute windows between answering calls and visitors.

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