-12- Glitter in the Gutter
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I wouldn’t say that I stormed into Hina’s office—marched was more like it. When she didn’t react, I just came right out and asked, “What happened to Connor? We haven’t been on the schedule together since...” I stopped myself before I could say, “Since that time he dressed like a woman and took me out for Thai food and we had s*x in his hatchback in the underground parking lot.”
There were only so many times a story like that should be told among co-workers.
Hina looked up at me with those big dairy-cow eyes and my knees went weak. Sure I was in love with Connor, but I’d had a crush on Hina from the day she hired me. There was something about her dark hair, honey-brown skin and thick lashes I found inexorably exotic, even after I found out she’d g
