5
Vanessa
My phone buzzed on the desk. I didn’t look at it right away. I was halfway through typing a report, my fingers flying over the keyboard fast. There one one buzz agaun. And then another. I recognized the ringtone. It was our private thread, because I had saved a separate ringtone for that so I’d know when he was texting. I glanced around the floor. Everyone’s heads were buried in their screens, their phones to their ears, paper rustling and keys clacking. It was business as usual.
I turned the phone over and clicked on the thread.
Adrian: “You wore that blouse on purpose.” I looked up instantly, my eyes darting around and looking at him through the glass doors of his office. He hadn’t dimmed them today, and he was staring right at me, his eyes unreadable. I dropped my eyes slo
