Simone
I was sitting at my desk sifting through new listings when a voice said, “Excuse me, are you Simone?"
I looked up to see a tall, attractive black man standing in front of me. He was looking at me with a s**t-eating grin that I couldn't quite decipher.
“Well, damn, I see why Michael is so obsessed with you," he said.
I immediately blushed, hoping none of my co-workers were listening. I looked around, and thankfully they were all busy. A couple girls looked the man up and down appreciatively, but otherwise ignored us.
“I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked lamely, feeling called out.
“Oh, s**t, I'm sorry, I'm being rude as hell."
He sat down at the chair in front of me and held out his hand.
“The name is Alfred. I'm Michael Higtower's best, and only, friend."
I laughed at this, an
