Rachel's Pov
A few days after the bathroom thing, Jethro and I still acted like nothing was going on at work. We said good morning and talked about projects in meetings but that was it. Inside my head I kept replaying everything we did and it made me want more. I caught him looking at me a few times and he would look away fast.
That afternoon, our manager sent an email about a new late-night project. The client moved the deadline up and we needed extra hands to get the reports printed and bound by morning. A bunch of people volunteered but most had plans. I raised my hand in the meeting and said I could stay. Jethro said the same thing right after me. Our manager looked happy and told us we would probably be the only ones left after eight.
I felt my stomach flip when he said that. I kne
