"Perfect" Harry beamed. He danced into his office. He sat down. He stood up. He couldn't be still for one minute.
Adam and Zaf chuckled at Harry in his office. They hadn't seen him so happy since, well Ruth returned. He had been happy all the time she had been back- no mistake- but today he seemed ecstatic.
"Right. Possible reasons"
"Err. Night on the town"
"Yes maybe. Or night in with the missus"
"That seems more likely"
"Adam Carter. Adam. Mr Carter"
"What the hell are you doing"
"Im saying my name in different ways"
"Oooo. A date"
"Hardly. Jade and I are going for a meal"
"So you and Jade"
"She is a wonderful person. I feel how Harry feels at the moment" Zaf looked at Adam. Then at Jo. He had deep feelings for Jo.
"Get your eyes of her, Younis"
"Well she is mine"
"But…"Adam couldn't think of a comeback. Unusual for him.
Ros chuckled at Malcolm's computer joke. She found his jokes funny. Although maybe no one else did. She grabbed his arm and held tightly as she looked into his eyes.
"Do you want to go out later"
"Yes why not" Malcolm smiled as he turned back to his typing. He sneakily sent an e-mail to Ros's computer.
"Right well I better get looking at these files. She lifted the files of the desk. She dropped one. Malcolm picked it up. They eyed each other.
Ruth sat at home. Harry let her have the morning off as she was still sleeping when Harry left. She slowly got dressed although she really would have liked to have gone in at the same time as him. A big smile had been on her face all morning. She loved Harry. So much. Unexplainable. She couldn't describe how she felt. Ruth put her shoes on and headed downstairs. She reached the bottom stair and the phone rang. She spun round the banister and answered the phone.
"Hello"
"Hello gorgeous"
"Harry"
"A car will be round to pick you up in about half an hour"
"Ok. How's the team?"
Adam walked into his flat and instantly saw a young woman prancing about to the radio in a white top and black knickers. He stood and watched the 'Right Little Mover' and smiled. The twirls and steps were done so gracefully it put a ballet dancer to shame.
Zaf and Jo sat and typed. Looking. Turning back. They giggled. And finally spoke.
"Nice top"
"Nice shirt"
"Thank you" Zaf stared at Jo's eyes. They were so round and bright. They looked like they had specks of diamond in them.