She: Fuck, he is watching me. And now he supposed – not to watch me.
He: Fuck, she saw me. Do you think she can read my mind? Is it possible to read minds from the eyes?
She: Okay. Then I shall do this. I will measure for five minutes. If he calls me in five minutes, it means he is crazy about me.
He: She did not turn to me not once. I don’t give a shit. I have to work, I have a job to be done. I don’t have time to watch that serpent-like spine of hers. So what, she has big ears. She is not so pretty, either.
She: He did not invite me. Idiot. I’ll turn back to my work; I don’t have time to count minutes. He is not as handsome, either.
He: She doesn’t have the most beautiful mouth either, and her nose is chubby. Fuck her, why did she have to put her feet up on the desk now?
She: Fuck him. I’m not interested in him. Why count to 30?! Does it suit someone over 40?
He: Is she lifting her legs for me? And who gave her the right to come to work in such short shorts? It’s so tasteless.
I’m just curious – what do her knees taste like?
She: The connection between boring documents and libido is amazing. Maybe I could patent my papers as an aphrodisiac?
He: She is touching herself again. Is she sane at all?
She: He is not looking at me again. I don’t care, I’m going for coffee.
He: Where is she going now?
She: Should I invite him? I’ll not. But, why not, we are friends, we have had coffee a hundred times.
She: I’m going for coffee. Want one?
He: Yes, you can bring me one, with milk.
She: What a jerk.
She: Won’t you come downstairs with me?
He: I have a meeting now.
She: Aha. So, with milk? Cold, right?
He: Cold. Right.
She: Jerk.
She is coming back. He is sitting at the computer with headphones on his ears. He is in a meeting. By phone.
She puts the coffee on his desk.
She: Here you go, mate.
He: Thank you. (He says, rewarding her with the best smile he could make.)
She: The fact is – that he has a beautiful smile. That smile is perhaps the most likable to me. Or it’s his glance. Maybe it’s all in his glance? Well, what the hell, I’ve known this man for ten years. What happened to me all of a sudden?
It’s because of that conversation from the other day; when I heard his conversation with Marko about that Elena from the second floor. A dangerous woman, everyone falls for her. And he said that she is nothing special, that there are plenty more interesting pussies, for example – me. He said that since I came back from maternity leave, I have become much more beautiful.
True – he mentioned some other colleagues too…
He: I wonder if she even senses that I’m interested.
He: Yeah, yeah, sorry, I didn’t hear what you said at the end. Yes, the connection is bad. Ah, about the calculation. Aha, yes…
She: He’s at those conference calls all the time. I can never speak to him. If only I had a mirror, to see if he is watching me. I will bring a mirror tomorrow. But what the hell is wrong with me? What mirror?! Well, I’m married, dammit. And he is married. What damn mirror? I’m just bored. I have to start reading these documents, or I won’t get anything done. I’m stuck if I don’t read them in half an hour.