When Miles and I finally manage to pry ourselves away from each other – and after Miles takes another five minutes to list unsexy things like snowstorms and black ice – we open the door and step out from Lila’s office.
Outside the office, Lila leans against the outside wall of the cubicle pit. As soon as we exit fully, she pushes wordlessly past us and enters the room.
Miles and I glance at each other. I blush.
Lila doesn’t seem to notice anything wrong. She goes to her desk, sits down, and types on her computer.
Hugo stands farther down the hallway, standing near the coffee pot. When he spots Miles and me, he comes over.
“Miles, thank you for today,” he says.
“This was an exchange,” Miles says. “Don’t forget what you promised me.”
“I’ll be in touch soon,” Hugo says.
I look at Mi
