You were sitting in the restaurant and looking in Chris's direction. He was talking to a lady. You got divorced two years ago. The work connected you closely. You were his partner. Apart from work, you didn't cross paths anywhere else. Maybe it's for the best. You went to the bathroom. When you came out, you stood and washed your hands. Suddenly the door slammed shut and Chris's figure appeared in front of you.

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He pinned you with his body at the sink and kissed you hungrily, squeezing your hips.