See? I said there’d be more!
They think we haven’t noticed.
They’re up there every coffee-break.
In Costa, on the second floor, sitting just a little too close together for ‘normal’.
Knees almost touching.
Eye contact of the quality of laser-beams.
Earnestly expressing body language that screams ‘We’re having sex!’.
Him from IT, her from HR.
Perhaps, if they have offspring they could call it after the places they work?
HIRT?
They’re wrapped up in each other, it’s almost cute to watch them.
But they’re in a state of denial, trying to keep it quiet in this place.
It’s so obvious, they’re almost all over each other, it must be painful for them – this state of almost but not quite touching.
Oh come on you two.
We know you’re at it.
Why don’t you just hold hands and show a little physical contact.
At least we can ease back in our comfortable chairs and go ‘Awwwww…’, instead of having to endure the sexual tension.
B.