Pt. 8 sanguine
Once I reached my floor, i some how found my way to my small cubicle near the center of the office. I plopped down in my chair and exhailed. I hadn't realized I was holding my breath and it felt good when I inhaled fresh air. The fog that had comsumed me, named Sabastian was dissipating. How had I let this man affect me so much. At that moment a sharp voice cut into the last of my haze.
" my, my, my ....isn't someone in a blissful mood this morning?" Said the snide voice from the other side of the cubicle. "What do you mean?" I said genuinely confursed. "Well you pretty much danced off the elevator; and a smile the size of the Cheshire cat's spread accross your lips. You evrn ask Eveline how her day was.... and ment it !!!" The vioce said. "I think even she was surprised" the voice mused to it's self with a small chuckle.
"Uh .... I had a good sleep last night?" I stammered not realizing i had been in such a sanguine mood post run in with Sebastian.
"Mmmhmmm ...." the voice mused now less snide and more coyly. The voice was followed by a pretty brunette head poping over the wall to look at me. Eyes searching for answer to unasked question.