Cindy balanced the cake on her passenger’s seat and started the car. She stared at Scott’s name for a moment.
She thought she should have come up with something more clever than Happy Birthday.
She could have gone more suggestive. If it wasn’t going to his office, she might have.
She pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward her husband’s office. Cindy sighed.
She was twenty-three and her husband was a rising star in his company. She didn’t understand what he did exactly.
He designed the back end programming for games and apps, but not any of the ones she played and she wasn't exactly sure what that meant.
She had been to a few of the office parties after big launches. They got a little wild in a “heavy drinking, loud talking” sort of way. The office didn’t even have a copi
