Olivia’s heels struck the marble floor and echoed off the empty hallway. The copy room was her last stop before she could finally head home. She ignored a moment of apprehension when she discovered the key in the lock instead of hidden away in the top drawer of the file cabinet. The executive staff of Mercer Advertising persistently warned the team about the danger of corporate espionage almost to the point of paranoia. A memo issued from office security required everyone to lock the copy room door after use.
She flung open the door and stopped short. She hadn’t expected to find anyone inside the dimly lit copy room, especially her fiancé, Brian Mercer.
“Olivia, what the hell are you doing here? I thought you’d left for the day.” Brian growled.
“What’s going…? Oh!” Olivia grasped her throat.
The flashy blonde from the secretarial pool, often the topic of office gossip, smirked and fumbled for Brian’s shirt to drape around her nude body. Brian made no effort to cover himself, but defiantly focused his stare on Olivia.
“How could you?” Shoes danced across the floor of the windowless room, followed by a long string of rumpled clothing. An empty champagne bottle lay on its side at the edge of the copy machine with two paper cups bearing witness to the crude scene.
Olivia’s breath came out in short bursts. She began to perspire. Her hands flew to her face as if to block out the scene, but the sound of Brian groping around on the floor caused her nostrils to flare. She snatched up one of his shoes intending to hurl at him, but the image of two nude people fanatically searching for their clothes was almost comical.
She turned, slammed the door shut, and locked Brian and his playmate inside. Fighting hysterics, she fled down the hallway to her office, the image of Brian with his brassy bimbo seared into her brain. The aroma of the woman’s cheap perfume mixed with Brian’s expensive aftershave singed her nostrils. A sour taste of nausea bubbled in the back of her throat. She wanted to cry and at the same time, laugh.
How could she be so stupid?