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After Hours - part 1
Another project, another team.
You make your way to the conference room, coffee in hand.
The office is alive with the sounds of colleagues greeting each other as you weave through clusters of people on your way towards the designated meeting place.
As you enter the conference room, you take a moment to observe your new teammates.
You spot a man leaning against the far wall, his eyes fixed on a document in his hands.
He is dressed impeccably - he exudes an air of confidence and intelligence that immediately draws your attention.
The man looks up from his paper, and his eyes meet yours.
“You must be YN,” he says, extending his hand towards you with a smile.
“I’m Monty.” His grip is firm yet friendly as you shake hands, and his blue eyes sparkle with energy.
*Interesting.
This could be fun.*
Over the course of the meeting, your conversations about the project flow smoothly, punctuated by shared laughs and professional rapport.
Monty’s groundbreaking ideas impress you, as does his ability to think outside the box.
The subtle attraction you feel for him grows stronger with each exchange - there’s something about his laid-back nature that draws you in, and you find yourself eagerly anticipating your interactions with him.
“YN,” Monty says, turning towards you during a lull in the meeting, “I must say, I’ve heard a lot about your work.” His compliment catches you off-guard, and you feel a warmth spread through your chest as you smile back at him.
Throughout the day, you find yourself more engaged than ever before, driven by a desire to excel not only for the project but also for Monty’s approval.
As you pack your things to leave, Monty appears by your side.
“See you bright and early tomorrow, YN.” There’s a hint of mischief in his voice as he says your name, and a connection is established in that fleeting moment.
You feel a rush of excitement as you think about working alongside him again the following day.
“Looking forward to it, Monty.” You reply, a smile playing on your lips.
The anticipation of what tomorrow holds fuels your drive to excel, and you can’t wait to see where this collaboration will lead.
The week whizzes by, late-night brainstorming sessions with Monty becoming the norm.
You find yourself looking forward to these moments, where you share new ideas and bounce off each other’s creativity.
It doesn’t take long for your shared jokes and laughter to become a comforting routine.
As you work together, you can’t help but notice that Monty is not only intelligent, but also incredibly charming and easy-going.
One evening, as Monty hands you a document, his hand brushes against yours.
The unexpected contact sends an electrifying jolt through your body, and for a moment, it feels like the world has stopped moving.
Did my heart just skip a beat? You try to play it off, but inwardly, you’re reeling from the sensation.
Your feelings towards Monty are shifting, and you can no longer deny the chemistry that seems to spark between you whenever you’re together.
As you delve deeper into your project, Monty’s praise for your work warms you.
“You’ve done a fantastic job, YN,” he says with genuine admiration in his eyes.
Your heart swells with pride and happiness at his recognition.
Yet, you can’t shake the growing attraction that threatens to overwhelm your professionalism.
As you try to suppress these feelings, you find yourself drawn even closer to him.
As the week comes to a close, Monty’s lingering gaze as you leave the office sends a thrill down your spine.
What is happening to me? You struggle to reconcile your professional and personal sentiments for him.
The more time you spend with Monty, the harder it becomes to ignore your growing connection.
Over the weekend, you can’t help but think about the upcoming week and your mixed feelings towards Monty.
A part of you wants to keep things strictly professional, while another part is curious to see where this simmering tension might lead.
As Monday approaches, anticipation builds within you, and you find yourself both excited and nervous for what lies ahead.
“Goodnight, Monty.” You say, forcing a casual smile as you head out the door.
A hint of longing lingers in your voice, a subtle acknowledgement of the undeniable attraction that now exists between you.
Monty’s gaze follows you as you leave, and for one brief moment, it seems like he might say something more.
But the moment passes, and with a twinge of disappointment, you step out into the night, leaving a lingering question in the air: what comes next?