Chapter 1. My Coworker’s Fingers
Her long, slender fingers were the first thing I noticed about her.
Well-trimmed and smooth. I could tell she got manicures often. What I couldn’t fathom, however, was how she wasn’t a hand model yet.
Her meek personality radiated softly from where she typed in her small cubicle. Her droopy eyes blinked behind her long eyelashes as she tapped rapidly on her computer.
Being in accounting meant she was always computing something. It also meant I could see her long fingers on display during working hours.
“Ms. Might I ask what you need?” She raised her head from her desk.
Clearly, my hard staring was getting to her.
I swallowed hard, stuttering as she blinked at me. Fireworks went up in my head as tendrils of her long hair fell out of her ponytail to fo
