"Wait, he was just going to... you know...right there?" Emma asked as Nora told her the story. They had met for a Saturday brunch.
"Yes! You can say it, he was just going to f**k me over a desk. Like I would let him?" Nora said, rolling her eyes. Emma sighed.
"I'm sure you wouldn't be the only who let him." She said sarcastically. Nora made a sound of pure disgust.
"Well, I have some dignity." Nora said.
"And you just left him there..." Emma said, bursting out laughing. Nora grew serious.
"I almost didn't." She was honest.
"Well, I'm glad, after what you told me. Who does that jerk think he is?" Emma said.
"I know!" Nora repeated.
"It seems out of character for him to be doing these things at the office. " Emma said, thinking it over.
"He has been very touchy feely lately.
