Romance MF: A Suspense Story With A Dark Hidden Secret (romance short story, suspense romance, romantic short stories, adult romance Book 1) by Carol Lawson

 
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    1.
                  Shane blinked against the sun leveling through the window of the office, hovering above the lip of his cubicle. Outside the Seattle skyline was silhouetted against the blue summer sky, and he could almost imagine the sound of cicadas drumming outside. These were called dog days, weren’t they? He scratched it down on a small notepad on his desk to look up later, and turned back to his computer. He’d been put in charge of the McPherson accounts, the third person to take up the mantle in as many days – it had become the proverbial seagull around the neck in the office, an impossible job and an impossible client that had been shifting around the finance division like a bad cold. You never knew when you’d catch it, or for how long.
                  He scrolled down over a list of payments and tax refunds and international protocols. It was all gibberish, even to someone like himself who’d been in accounting for ten years now. Christ, ten years already , he realized. He’d been hired right out of college, and at the time had considered it a perfect opportunity to get his foot in the door of a stable career path. It had been stable, and he’d moved to Seattle and settled in nicely. Seattle was different from his hometown back in New Jersey. The West Coast had a charm to it, something that was still wild and inspired the imagination.
                  The job, on the other hand, had been less than he expected. Stable, yes. But now as he bore down on his thirtieth birthday he suddenly felt an impending mid-life crisis. He’d spent ten years in the same office, doing the same thing day in and day out. The promise of adventure and something new on the West Coast had faded away, and he had become just another suit in the crowd. Something was missing, and yet he was afraid to admit to what it might be. It’s not that the job was particularly difficult, and he had a way with numbers. They just came to him, like a reflex. It’s why his supervisor, Mr. Davidson, had relegated the McPherson account to him.
                  “Try and figure this out, alright Shane? We have to come up with a profile and management strategy by the weekend. You’re our last hope with this one,” Davidson had said, a big balding man that always had a terminal case of of sweat.
                  “I’ll do my best, sir. This one has been thrown around a lot.”
                  “That’s why I’m counting on you,” Davidson reiterated and went back to his work.
                  Shane let out a long sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose and spread his arms. Muscles popped as he stretched back. He loosened the tie around his neck, a delicate Trinity knot he’d learned on the internet. It was his way of standing out, an attempt at individuality in a workplace that homogenized everything.
                  “That’s the best I can do,” he said, clicking on the computer screen. Davidson would be disappointed that he hadn’t come up with a solid plan for the account, but at least there was something there. I’m tired , Shane said to himself.
                  When he stood up again he realized the majority of the office was already gone. It was Friday, and everyone wanted to get home to their loved ones or head out on the town. Shane frowned and resented the fact he didn’t really fit into any of those plans. He didn’t have a family or a girlfriend. Sure, he’d dated a few times when he’d arrived in Seattle, but somehow women never seemed to click with him. 
                  He resented himself for it. There was no reason why women wouldn’t like him. He