Winn stood frozen for a breath, his chest heavy. So they fixed things, huh? he thought bitterly.
He stalked into his office, the door shutting behind him with a hiss. He threw himself into the chair, trying to shake her out of his head.
Thirty minutes later, the door creaked open and Joey slipped inside, his expression guarded. "Ivy said you wanted to see me," he said.
"Yeah." Winn leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. His eyes narrowed with an intensity that made Joey shift. "I need your advice. I'll do whatever you tell me to. Joey. Matters like these are not my strong suit."
Joey's brow lifted in surprise. "I thought you'd still be mad at me. You know, with the whole sleeping with Sylvia and all."
"It's as much her fault as it is yours."
Joey took a seat, slouching comfortably into the chair across Winn's desk. He kicked one ankle over his knee. "Alright, hit me."
"I am caught between two women. Ivy and Sharona."
