"What's wrong?"

Heat was starting to creep up my cheeks as they continued laughing, and I didn't fancy the way they were staring at me, almost like I reminded them of a cute puppy.

"We don't call him that," Joshua provided in between laughs, shaking his head fondly. "No one calls him that."

Jeremiah had his arms folded across his chest as he nodded. "Boss is fine."

"Yes, boss," I responded sheepishly.

His smile was brief but genuine as he spread blueprints across the conference table. ...