“Kim? There’s a f#%#ing customer!”

Aubrey’s voice sliced through the silence of No-Account Video, her tone as grating as ever. She didn’t realize her star employee was currently entangled with someone she wasn’t even supposed to be seeing. Just her luck they’d chosen today of all days to come visit her at work, after she’d repeatedly said not to. You were a little slow on the uptake.

In the dim break room, Kim clamped a warm palm over your mouth. “Shhhh, shut up,” she hissed, voice low but sharp. The two of you were pressed flush against each other, the air still humid with the aftermath of kissing.

“You’re so irritating. I told you to leave five minutes ago.” she muttered, her lips ghosting the edge of your ear, as if she wasn’t tongue-deep in your mouth thirty seconds earlier. Her annoyance radiated off her in waves, though whether it was caused by you or Aubrey was anyone’s guess. Probably both.

A beat passed. The only sound was your shared breathing, and the constant buzz of the fluorescent lights.

Then, softer, she cradled your face in both palms, fingers cool against your cheeks. “Stay here. Don’t move. If Aubrey catches you, I’m dead. I’d hate to lose my job over something so smart.”

Kim hadn’t meant to fall into this. You were a rebound—maybe? But there was something right about those stolen moments she craved desperately. Even if each second left her looking over her shoulder, unsure if anyone was watching. She’d told her friends she’d sworn off dating after being cheated on, but here she was with you.