The Fine Line Between Love and Crime

I had to stare at the floor of the elevator while I held the small envelope tight to my chest. I knew if I looked at Sarah I'd burst into tears. And I didn't want to lose it completely in front of the whole office. Or in the reception even. That's why when the doors oque so bad that I leaned away from him. “Don't be scared. This is good news. It might even be fun!” He took my free hand and put that plastic card on my hand and closed my fingers around it. “Here. These are my car keys. You can have it if you let me borrow yours. Just today, I promise.” I just kept on staring into his blue eyes, unsure of what to do. “I'm parked right here in the building. Third floor, B12 spot. How about you?” “Uhhhh… Second… I think. In front of the elevator.” “Right. I’ll find it. Thank you. Thank you very much.” And he left without looking back, with my keys in his hand, pulled out from my purse or from my pocket. “What the hell just happened?”