Lucy rang the doorbell of the large and impressive looking two-story house. She had hemmed and hawed over going for most of the afternoon and still wasn’t sure that she had made the right decision. The door opened; Jerry’s wife Heather beamed at her in delight and she was suddenly glad she came. “Lucy! Honey, it’s so good to see you! I keep telling Jerry to invite you over for dinner but you know him – he just grumbles about keeping his professional life separate and sneaks off to his shop in the back to tinker with his cars. Which is just silly because the man loves you like you’re one of his own daughters you know.” Lucy flushed a little and Heather laughed. “It’s true. I know he acts all gruff and serious at the office but he’s such a softie. Oh, he’d kill me if he knew I was telling you this.” She looked around before leaning forward and whispering conspiratorially, “You’ve always been his favourite at the office.” Lucy laughed. “Well don’t you tell him this but he’s always been my favourite as well.” Heather looked her up and down. “You look lovely tonight Lucy.” “Thank you.” Lucy tugged at the hem of her shirt. “I wasn’t sure if this was a formal or casual event so I threw a skirt on rather than my jeans just in case.” “You would have looked just as lovely in jeans my dear. Besides, it doesn’t matter what you’re wearing – we’ve got a mixture of everything tonight.” “It was really nice of Jerry to do this.” Lucy said. “I thought so too. Jerry thought it would be good to have a bit of a shindig for everyone at the office. You’ve all been working so hard for the last six months and the company has been doing so well that you deserve a night of celebration.” Lucy was still standing on the doorstep and Heather smacked herself lightly in the head. “Oh for heaven’s sake! Come in – come in! I didn’t mean to leave you standing on the doorstep like a lost little waif!” “Don’t worry about your shoes Lucy.” Heather called over her shoulder as Lucy followed her into the house. “The others are gathered in the living room and the dining room. Go start mingling and I’ll grab you a glass of wine.” Lucy went down the hallway and into the living room. She scanned the room quickly. Nearly everyone from the office was there, and the living room and adjoining dining room were filled with people. Alex was standing by the fireplace talking with Maureen and Wallace, and Jerry was standing next to Carol and gesturing wildly, his face already a bit red from the wine. She scanned the room again, refusing to admit to herself who it was she was looking for. When she didn’t see him her pulse, which had been thudding loudly in her ears, quieted down. Ignoring her disappointment she headed towards Penny who was standing next to the large bay window. * * *
“Oh my God! Look who just walked through the door!” Penny couldn’t hide the glee from her voice. It was just over an hour later and Lucy had been telling Penny about the time her brother had tried to stuff her into the dryer when Penny had interrupted her with a soft squeal. She looked behind her. Jason had just walked into the living room. Immediately her face flushed and her heartbeat quickened. She turned away swiftly. “Damn, he looks good.” Penny sighed. “I wonder where he’s been for the last two weeks.” Lucy shrugged. “I don’t know and I don’t care.” It was a lie of course. Two weeks ago she had been in Jason’s bed having the best sex of her life and not caring that he was her boss. But, she thought grimly, a lot could change in two weeks. The Monday after the weekend she had spent with Jason, she had been on cloud nine, but that had changed quickly. By Tuesday he was gone from the office and no one knew why. Not even Carol knew and she could always