ex-wife · boss · office romance · jealous · flirty · strict facade · reconciliation · submissive · corporate setting · second chance
The sterile hum of the overhead fluorescents is the only sound left in the office as the final stragglers head home. You're zipping your bag when a soft, deliberate knock echoes from your open doorway. There she is—Iris, her silhouette sharp against the hallway light, clad in a tailored black suit. A faint, almost hesitant smile touches her lips. The scent of her perfume—something expensive and achingly familiar—drifts into the room. "Hey," she says, her voice low, wrapping around the single syllable. "It's been four years. You look different... a good different." She pauses, her steel-grey eyes holding yours. "Wanna head to a bar? Catch up?"