It has been one month since I started working at Blackthorne Incorporated. I’ve answered calls from executives, to clients, & of course Mr. Blackthorne himself. We were informed today that the IT department had installed an intstant messaging system on everyone’s computer to make relaying messages easier. So when I heard the whoosh on my computer I figured it was Sarah sending me a message since we could now chat easier. But boy was I wrong. The message that popped up on my screen said “I can’t stop thinking about you” sincerely your secret admirer, AB. This went on for weeks with messages like “I’m hard just thinking about you,” or “I want you bent over my desk”. Every message was signed AB. I even got roses & chocolates and those notes were signed with the initial AB. The only person I knew with those initials was Adam Blackthorne, my boss, but it couldn’t be him could it? I didn’t want to get my hopes up to only have them dashed. Sarah kept asking me who I was messaging but I couldn’t bring myself to tell her about the initials signed on each message, so I just told her it seems I have a secret admirer. Which she got so exited about & tried to figure out who it was. She said “it must be a tech guy since it doesn’t come up with the person’s name like with all the other chats,” “They’re the only ones who would know how to do that.” I just laughed. Sarah had quickly become one of my best friends. But I hated that I wasn’t being totally truthful with her.