
When Cobie’s taxi pulls over in her driveway, the kitchen light is still on. “This is it,” she says, closing the rest of the browser windows. She clicks the “Okay” button and immediately ticks “Send” with a satisfied groan.
I CANT FACE ANOTHER TOMORROW ANOTHER DAY WITHOUT YOU WINDOWS
The upload-complete notification blinks on the screen, pushing the rest of the windows to the background. “Focus now, Cobie,” she mumbles to herself. She shakes her head to snap at her own thoughts. The humiliation she faced afterward changed her forever. She was still the young and curious Cobie who wore her heart on her sleeves, until a popular boy in town smashed her spirit to a pulp.


But it doesn’t mean he wasn’t hot enough to bang :))Ĭobie’s mind jumps back to her high school years when all the mess started. I never trust a popular guy like him, you know. Even if he dated people at work, I wouldn’t stand in line. I think it’s some kind of a rule he sets for himself. Anyways, he never dated anyone from this office. If only he wasn’t that infuriatingly hot and charming, work would’ve been much easier to handle lol. Notyourgirl: So, I’ve been working with this guy for over two years now. What makes her wary of telling him the truth? He doesn’t know her in real life, does he? And with this distance, there is no way they will ever bump into each other in a random place. Up to now, she and BreadPitt only talk about random stuff without revealing their real names or other crucial personal information. Her fingers stop dancing on the keyboard while she’s deciding how much she wants to share with the guy on the other side of the screen. I need to redo it.īreadPitt: Why didn’t you just do the rest tomorrow morning and go home? It doesn’t make anyīreadPitt: Fuck! My cat is puking on my carpetĬobie glances at the progress bar which is stating 37% uploaded. As soon as she clicks the ‘Send’ button, she realizes that one file isn’t on the attachment list. Need to send them now.Īfter writing a short message to Luke, Cobie adds his secretary’s, Bram’s, and the research analyst team’s email on the carbon copy field. I was curious why you find him hot but not hot enough to bangīreadPitt: Okay. Not in a million years.īreadPitt: Not that. Notyourgirl: What question? I told you he is not to seduce. Notyourgirl: Why not talk with other girls on the sites?īreadPitt: I did but they were no fun today. And why did you send me all those weird GIFs? Granted, talking to him is fun and can be addictive, but it’s not a good idea when she has a project to finalize. The small red dot in the bottom corner of her screen blinks again, indicating BreadPitt just sent her another message. Or maybe not, because her family needs it more than she does. If she knew she would stay back this late, she would have brought her car. Maybe she can take a taxi instead of catching the train home once she’s done, to reward herself. Working overtime alone is just tedious, but as Luke said, this is the big fish they need to catch.

Glancing at the clock that shows 9:41 PM, Cobie sighs before roaming her eyes over the large and empty office space. In her defense, who would have guessed that Luke was going to pop up in her cubicle and wait for her there? He never did it before.

It was stupid of her for leaving the screen on when she ran to the bathroom. Did he notice it was about him? What would he think about her now if he did? But no, he couldn’t be that sure because the chat was too vague to tell. Every time the thought of Luke reading the chat plays in Cobie’s mind, the familiar twist hits her in the guts.
