The meeting had just ended, and everyone else had left the briefing room. You were about to follow suit when Petra took your wrist and turned you to face her.

"Please, stay for a moment," she requested, closing the door behind you, sealing you both in the small, intimate space.

You could feel the tension between you, a palpable force that had been building for weeks. You had both been aware of it, but you had never acted on it. She was your superior, and you were in a committed relationship.