Tiffany's face was crimson hot as she ran out of the office. Again, what had she done? What was wrong with her?
She branched into the staff rest room and stood before the mirror after having a pee. She let the tap run as she splashed water in her face.
She couldn't believe herself. Has something gone wrong with her senses?
Why did her legs and resolve always become weak in Roland's presence?
She blamed her celibate life. Had she been too single for too long? Could it be why she was acting this way or was she really feeling something for Roland?
No. It was her celibacy.
By the time she was out, her makeup was half ruined.
But that was the least of her worries as she went back to her desk. Now she must do all she can to avoid Roland. Seemingly being in the same space with him made
