Great, now the guy was going to think she was some kind of weird voyeur. Once inside, she moved passed Gregg's desk to her own, sliding her jacket off and over the back of her chair. She walked back to the little kitchen area and pulled a Coke from the fridge. A picture of Gregg and Mike from New Year's caught her eye, and her whole body tingled as her thoughts drifted to their one and only kiss.

She'd been standing in the corner away from everyone, holding a glass of champagne in her right hand, wearing black wool pants, a silver satin button-up top, and her plain black cardigan. She'd only showed up because Stephanie Brown had caught her in a weak, lonely moment, and she didn't want to spend the evening in her I Love Sushi pajamas with a bag of chili-flavored Fritos in her lap.