I thought I was imagining things. I forgot my cell phone at my desk so I went back upstairs. I had left HER and HIM in there; they typically are the last two to leave. That is one of the sacrifices that being head designer and senior interior design coordinator means.
I did not want to be there if they blew up again at each other like they had been doing ever since I came to work at the Inc. I mean, the last time, we all thought she was going to raie her manicured hand and slap him across his middle eastern face. I don't even know why they worked together. They never got along. They are like the coed version of the turk and the spaniard; only that their run-ins have a much greater effect on work in the office. When they r fighting, u don't want to be a designer or an intern caught up in the mix having to deliver some work from either to the other.
I guess that is why I almost passed out when I rounded the corner in time to see him pull away his hand from her face. I came to a stop and they looked up. To their credit, they did not act like anything was amiss. They simply stepped away from each other slightly so that the closeness in their forms could easily be interpreted as necessary for their conversation.
I know what I saw. He touched her face and her eyes were closed. She was loving it and so was he.
Signing Out...
12 comments:
It sounds like the plot of a mills and boon novel!
okay now..... nice one.....
lol!lol!
lol.. thats the way it usually works
let me get the popcorn
someone is doing the naked get it on dance....
heheheheheh
pammy
is this real? not that it really matters. keep em comin either way
so what are you going to do about it?
do tell more
lol...
You shouldn't have disturbed them, they were having a good time.
Ehn ehn listen catwalq, next time you get to work make sure you clean your desks and sit before you settle down o, because you never know what activities dem folks may have been doing in your space.
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