professional boundaries.
She reported to her organization.
I had no authority over her work.
Our teams occasionally occupied the same meetings.
The first time that happened, Martin looked between us like a man watching unstable chemicals placed too close together.
Cassandra ignored me professionally.
I found it strangely attractive.
After the meeting, I caught up with her in the hallway.
“You disagreed with my rollout schedule.”
– Sí.
“In front of seventeen people.”
– Sí.
“You smiled while doing it.”
“I enjoy my work.”
“You were right.”
She stopped.
“Are you ill?”
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