Page 163 of Sexting His Assistant

Nina: What exactly would happen in the car?

I stare at the message.

Then I look up.

The legal adviser is still speaking.

I interrupt him. “Send the revised draft by morning.”

He closes his mouth.

“We are done here,” I say.

The room goes quiet.

Pavel looks at me like he knows exactly why I am ending this early.

Meredith pauses with her pen over the notebook.

I stand. “Leave the files.”

Chairs move.

Men gather papers.

Nobody argues.

When the room starts emptying, I pick up the phone again.

Luka: Are you alone?

Her reply comes while I walk toward my office.

Nina: In the fitting room, yes.

Luka: Lock the door.

Nina: It’s a curtain.

Luka: Then keep your voice down.

Nina: My voice?

Luka: You asked what would happen in the car.

I enter my office and close the door.

Nina: I did ask.

Luka: Then I would put my hand under that dress.

No answer.

I wait.

Luka: Are you still wearing it?

Nina: Yes.