"So you want me to explain what happened?"
"Don't you dare. Just tell her it fell off your desk. And please don't make her clean up this mess." I walked to the other side of the desk and picked up a frame that had fallen. The glass was shattered. It was a picture of James and I at the beach. He had this habit of staring at me instead of the camera whenever someone was taking a picture of us. This one wasn't any different. I was smiling and he was looking at me with the most loving expression on his face. Like I was the only thing he saw. "I love this picture."
"We'll have a better one soon." He grabbed the broken frame from me and pulled out the picture. "Of when we share our first kiss as husband and wife. That's the one I'll want on my desk." He handed me the photo and tossed the frame in the trash. "Now that the other marketing interns know we're together you can have a picture of me. I'll get you a new frame."
I smiled back up at him. I had no idea why I had ever doubted him.
"And don't worry about what Nita thinks. She is very aware of the fact that your afternoon lunch visits the past few years sometimes resulted in sex because I always asked her not to disturb us and winked at her."
"No you didn't..." I stopped when I saw the playful expression on his face. "James! You didn't really, did you?"
"You'll never know. And besides, everyone who walked by my office recently knows we just had sex. You were pretty loud."
"I was not."
He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess we'll see."
My face turned red. "I wasn't loud."
"You should probably get back to work, Miss Taylor. I have a ton of work I need to get done this week so I can marry you." He sat back down at his desk.
"I love you."
He smiled at me. "I love you so much."
I walked out of his office with a huge smile on my face. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
Sierra cleared her throat when I sat down at my desk and leaned toward me. "Your hair is a little messed up," she whispered and touched the side of her head.
"Oh, thanks." I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Was it super windy outside or something?" she asked.
I had told them all that I was going to make a quick phone call after lunch.
"Yeah, the wind has really picked up."Please stop talking about this.
"Weird. I always check the weather forecast, and I didn't think there was a storm coming. I should have worn a jacket."
"Sometimes they just sneak up on you." My eyes were glued to my computer screen.
"You just had sex, didn't you?" Tavon asked.
"What? Psh. No."
Tavon laughed. "You just fucked James in his office."
"I did not." I ran my fingers through my hair again. I could feel Zach staring at me. He was clearly judging my relationship.
"Then why are you blushing?" Tavon asked.
"I'm not. It's just hot in here."
"And the sex hair?"
"The wind."
Zach laughed.