once.
“Jonathan,” I whispered, “What does this mean for us?”
“It means whatever you want it to mean...”
“But Sasha, she’s going to ruin everything.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. I think I like your idea of using some incriminating footage against her. I have a camera at home, I’ll bring it tomorrow. How about you take the day off? I’ll tell Sasha I fired you, because you were getting between us, she’ll eat it up.”
I nodded, “Sounds good so far.”
“Then I’ll invite her into my office and let whatever happens happen, the footage will go directly to her boss: Mr. Charles. I expect her to be quickly fired.”
A sour taste infiltrated my mouth. “What will you let happen Jonathan?”
“Don’t tell me you’re jealous, after what just happened?”
I sighed, he was right. I had to think about what it would mean.
“Okay, just don’t fuck her.”
“I won’t.” He kissed me again, and let me go for the day. That seemed to be happening a lot recently.
***
As Mr. Reeves said I tried to stay home the next day. I treated myself, staying inside and reading a book, taking a long hot bath. They day went by rather slowly though, because my thoughts kept constantly drifting to Sasha and Him. I hoped that he didn’t go too far to try and get evidence of her... less than appropriate behavior. I dipped deeper into the bath, calming myself with the thought that all he really had to do was kiss her or something relatively innocent, as long as he got it on camera, that’s all that mattered.
I frowned, sitting up in the tub. I couldn’t handle the anticipation. I decided that I didn’t care anymore, and I had to know what had happened. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow. I picked up the phone and rang into Mr. Reeves’ office.
No one answered.
I decided I would go into work and find out what he had done. I dressed, did my hair and headed out the door.
***
Walking into the building, I didn’t see Sasha.
“Maybe she’s up in his office right now...” I muttered, almost jogging to the elevators to reach Mr. Reeves as soon as possible.
***
The elevator doors opened to Mr. Reeves’ floor, the sound of the air conditioner echoing in the hallway. I listened hard, trying to hear for any sounds coming from his office.
As I came closer and closer to the double entry doors into his office, my heart raced faster and faster. I could hear blood pumping in my ears, almost with a deafening thump, thump, thump . I reached the doors, pressing my ear to the hard wood.
Nothing. I couldn’t hear anything.
I sighed heavily, lightly knocking. Nothing. Maybe I knocked too lightly. I knocked harder, and finally, heard a voice from the other side.
Mr. Reeves. “Hello? Come in.”
I pushed the door open, and found his office empty, save for him. He was sitting behind his desk, and when he recognized me, he had a look of quick anger flash across his face.
“Mr. Reeves!” I ran up to him, pushing my hands onto his desk. “I thought--”
“I hope you realize I have to punish you for disobeying me,” he said with a coy tone in his voice.
I shook my head, “I just wanted to find out what you had to do to get rid of her! I couldn’t stand the thought of you... with her.”
“My dear, you must relax, I didn’t do anything that I didn’t have to do.”
“What was it then?!”
“All I did was call her into my office, and proclaim my love for someone else. She demanded to know who, her voice shrieking and shrill with anger. She attacked me, screaming of her eternal love for me, and that she’d kill me or whoever it was. I immediately called security to escort her out, and took the video evidence to her boss. He called her and relieved her of her job as soon as he saw the video.”
I sighed, “Thank god.”
“Now, as for your punishment,” he said, standing from his desk. He walked up to me, and I could feel his hot breath on my face. I looked up at him, his eye line above