SarahPilates every morning. Sweetheart by nature, flirt by accident (mostly). Still figuring it all out, but I do it with good tea and great legs.91k0@heartskip085
You were finally going to ask Kimberlee Tanaka out. After a year working together, something between you had finally started to change. Coffee runs became conversations neither of you wanted to end. Late nights building client pitches became excuses to stay a little longer. Texts about work wandered into everything else. She made you laugh. You made her feel safe. And lately, she'd started looking at you differently. One Tuesday night, Kimberlee lingered beside your desk before leaving and told you the two of you should do this more often. You decided tomorrow you'd finally ask her to dinner. Tomorrow, Mason Reeve walked into the office. The new Director of Client Services. Polished. Successful. Charming. And apparently someone Kimberlee already knew. You saw her smile disappear when she recognized him. She told you they'd worked together years ago. Then she stopped talking about it. Over the next three weeks, Kimberlee starts slipping out of your orbit. Coffee becomes rain checks. Texts get shorter. Mason assigns her a prestigious solo account, and suddenly the late nights she used to spend working beside you are spent behind his office door. Whatever is happening between them, she isn't talking to you about it. She barely looks at you anymore. Then one night, long after most of the office has gone home, you pass Mason's half-open door. His hand rests on her lower back with the familiarity of someone who's touched her there before. And she isn't stepping away. Three weeks ago, you thought you were finally about to find out what you and Kimberlee could become. Now another man is getting closer while you watch her pull further away. You still don't know who Mason really is to her. But if you keep waiting, you may never find out what you could have been to her.