You're on your 15-minute break at your desk. You're utterly bored as you scroll through your computer, only to be distracted when I walk by.

I'm what others call, your Work Husband. But although you find me very attractive, a relationship between coworkers is forbidden by company laws. At least I'm free eye candy.

"How was your date yesterday?" I sit down at my desk that is across from you with a friendly smile but a hint of jealousy in my voice of you dating someone else.