"You're a fucking bitch" Frank spit at Carmen. They were in the lunch room and there were several other people there.
Frank had asked Carmen when she was going to get a transfer to another office and Carmen had told him "I told you I wasn't going to ask for a transfer, I'm not going anywhere."
Carmen and Frank had lived together for three years and had recently decided to separate. Mostly, it was Carmen's decision as she was fed up with Frank's behaviors. But Frank wasn't taking it well.
Carmen just smiled and said "Thank you" and had walked away from the lunch room. She'd transferred into this office six years before and her and Frank had started dating about a year later. They'd then moved in together and things had gone downhill. So here they were, in the process of separating and he'd asked her to get transferred out. She'd told him that she would not do that, truly enjoying the area and not wanting to move anymore.
Carmen returned to her office and went back to work. She'd been working for about an hour when Stuart, the division manager walked into her office and closed the door behind him. He immediately spoke "I heard what happened in the lunch room, are you okay?"
Carmen smiled and said "Of course I am!"
"You sure? I heard he called you a bitch."
Carmen stood up and faced Stuart. "Stu, don't worry, for me, being called a bitch is an acronym for Babe In Total Control of Herself and I was! So you can stop worrying."
Stuart smiled at her acronym but told her "As your division manager, I have to intervene if you're being attacked or insulted."
Carmen looked at Stuart and said "Don't worry, I'm fine. He didn't attack me or really insult me. He tried but it didn't work."
"You sure?" Stuart put his hands on Carmen's shoulder and was looking her in the eyes.
"I'm sure."
"You're okay?"
"I'm okay"
By then, the tone was changing and Carmen could sense it. There had been electricity between them ever since Stuart had had to review the harassment policy with the whole office population and had joked during the meeting that he didn't quite know what leering was. Carmen had later offered to demonstrate. Stuart had laughed and said "anytime!" Since then, Carmen had leered at Stuart a few times and he'd told her jokingly to keep demonstrating. Here they were, standing so close to each other, the tension so thick...
"Okay?" Stuart asked again, this time moving his hands from the side of Carmen's shoulders to the top and towards her neck.
Somehow, Carmen realized that Stuart was no longer asking about Frank. When she whispered "Okay", she was really giving him permission to kiss her. And kiss her he did. Tentatively at first, but when she didn't pull back, he kissed her more. When Carmen put her hand on Stuart's hips, he took it as encouragement to kiss her in a full French kiss and she responded.
All of a sudden, Stuart pulled away. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this."
Carmen tried to reach for Stuart but he pulled away "It's okay" she said.
"No, it's not. I'm your division manager and I could be found guilty of harassment for this."
"No way. For it to be harassment, it would have to be unwelcome. This most certainly was not."
"Still, it isn't right. I'm your division manager and shouldn't have done this." With that, Stuart left Carmen's office.
Carmen noticed that, after this, Stuart mostly avoided her and when he couldn't, he avoided eye contact.
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Weeks later, Carmen was in her office when Stuart walked in and closed the door. She immediately paused the music she had playing. In silence, he sat on her guest chair and asked "Can I hide out here for a while?"
Surprised, Carmen replied "Sure." Then she continued "You want to talk about it, sit in silence or get distracted?"
Stuart said "Just pretend I'm not here, go back to your music and what you were doing."
Carmen thought this was weird but did as she was told. After all, Stuart was the division manager and thus her second level boss. She put the music back on and continued typing the report she'd been working on. Meanwhile, Stuart simply sat back and closed his eyes. This went on for about 15 minutes when Stuart finally asked who was singing.
"That is Burton Cummings. This is his latest album. The guy is 60 and he's still putting out albums. He's great." Carmen handed Stuart the CD cover and Stuart looked at it for a time while Carmen continued her work.
Then, Stuart got up, put the CD cover back on her desk, bent down, quickly kissed her and said "Thanks for giving me what I needed." And he left. Carmen was surprised but also pleased, she liked his kisses.
Later, Carmen heard rumours going around that there had been a big blow up in another part of the office and the people involved had gone all the way to the division manager to resolve the issue. He'd blown up at them, told them to stop behaving like children and had left them in his office. People had thought he'd gone to the washroom but instead, he'd been in Carmen's office and nobody had seen him enter or leave. Carmen smiled at this and had gone back to work.
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After this incident of Stuart hiding in her office, Carmen noticed that Stuart no longer avoided her. Quite the opposite, he was coming by her office to chat with her and others about work and sports and other topics.
It happened a few more times that Stuart would come to her office, close the door and finally be honest and say "I'm hiding." Carmen would let him just sit there. On one occasion, he'd told her he was dreading what he'd have to do and admitted that he'd have to fire someone. One of the two people who'd caused his first hide-out in her office had really been causing all kinds of issues and had to be let go. Carmen felt honored to be able to be a friend to him and told him so. That time, before he left, he kissed her again and said "You're better than a friend."
It seemed to Carmen that Stuart was looking very tired lately and had less patience, letting little things get to him. Not that having to fire someone was a little thing, but it was the rest that had Carmen concerned. When she'd tried to talk to Stuart about it, or rather get him to talk, all he'd said was that he was having trouble sleeping.
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