The Fuckbuddy Affair (closed)

I raised my eyebrow when she mentioned her fiance. Of course that was a thing. Who was I to talk or be jealous, anyway? I’m fucking married!

She wanted to exchange numbers. “Absolutely,” I agreed quickly, and we did so just as we found ourselves walking into the same building!

“Wait, you work here?” I asked, chuckling. “I’m working on the renovations on floors twenty through twenty three.”
 
“Yeah I work here.” I said as we now stood outside of a financial service building. Seriously, what were the chances that we’d work real close with each other. Was this fate telling us that....I dunno what fate would be telling us, to be honest.

“That’s so crazy! I’m actually on the 19th floor. “

I paused for a minute glancing up at him. “I guess if we ever did decide to ...have lunch or something it wouldn’t be hard to find one another.” The inflections in my voice sounded like they were bordering on a flirtatious or coy sound.

I cleared my throat and then hit the elevator button. I had about 5 minutes to get the coffee in for the boss.
 
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