8. A slump

George Galanti

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I was certain someone up there was fucking with me.

There was no other reason why the only woman who had ever intrigued me just left my office a few hours ago. I knew I was fucked. I knew the rational thing to do was to let her go or give her a new job somewhere in the company where I wouldn’t have to set my eyes on her, but I had always been a selfish man.

When I saw her at first, I was surprised and started to wonder if I fucked one of my employees. Then I waved that off, knowing she would have recognized me that night if she was my employee. The next assumption was that she was newly employed and I was right. I’d never been less happy to be right.

It was like I was being tortured by the sight of her. She was the greatest distraction I could have seeing as I couldn’t even focus on work after seeing her.

It wasn’t too late to fire her, right?

It was no doubt that I wanted her. I could have her if I wanted. Besides, I was the boss and nobody could question me, but