Spicy Desires
“You should head home soon. It’s getting late”
Hannah pointed at the cup. “You should too. After that one”
“Aye, boss” Charlotte teased, mimicking Irene’s earlier salute
Hannah laughed again, stood, and headed for the door. “See you tomorrow”
Charlotte glanced at the clock—4:58 p.m. Close enough
She saved her work, shut down the laptop, grabbed her bag, and walked out. Some of the lights in the hallway were already off and half-dark. She pushed through the front door and stepped outside.