There was absolute silence in the office. Even the music stopped.
I stood and smoothed my skirt, trying to hold up my head. There was nothing I could do. I had indeed agreed, and picking a fight with Jessica in front of everyone wouldn't have been smart.
Still, I didn't expect Charles to make such a thing of it, to expose his private affairs to the employees.
As I walked through the cubicles, I heard Stan whisper, "Not as clean-cut as we thought, eh? Guess you'll need a new nickname." He gave me a wink.
The rest of the office erupted in a hiss of whispering and giggles. I turned and looked back, and they stopped for a split second until I turned around again.
There wasn't anything I could do, so I thought I'd go with it. As I the doors of the elevator closed I glanced back out and wav
