No More Secrets

Jeremy grabbed a handful of tissue and dabbed at his face then fixed back his collar and tie. He flushed then waited for his colleagues to finish and leave before then taking down his jacket and stepping out of the stall. He washed his hands and checked his feature in the mirror. He gave his pants a cursory look over to make sure nothing was amiss. Satisfied, he left the restroom and returned to his office: just another typical, self-satisfying day for him.

* * *

Alice sat with her feet crossed on her desk in her office enjoying a phone conversation with Ron.

"You did it, darling," she chuckled. "I don't know how you did it, but it worked. Jeremy hasn't stopped talking about you since that night."

"I didn't think he would," Ron replied. "Guess my spin was tight the way he bought it."

"Yes, it certainly was. I was sort of mad at you though for not giving me the heads-up on what day you wanted to do it. Did you see how surprised I was coming home that night coming home and finding you there? I almost forgot my lines."

"That's because I needed you surprised enough so he'd buy it."

"Yeah, I figured that out afterwards. But you know he's going to want some of you," she said. "We talked about it last night."

"We'll just have to see how things go. The good thing is you've got your freedom now."

"No thanks to you, darling."