"Last night was great," McKenzie grinned as he strode over to his cubicle. Rolling my eyes, I tugged the headphones out from my ears and set down my copy of Sense and Sensibility.

"How could you even remember anything?" Twisting in my chair, I leaned back and raised an eyebrow. "When I left, you were trying to make out with the bartender." And the best part was seeing how repulsed she was by him.

"I know, I remember that," he stuck his tongue out at me. "What happened afterwards was even better," the smirk on his face disgusted me and it took every power within me to keep from reaching over and slapping him. That man should really go to alcoholics anonymous or something.

"Seriously? Sometimes, I wonder why I even associate myself with you."

"You know you love me, Raine," the fool just sat there smiling and I shook my head and laughed silently to myself.

"Of course, 'Kenzie." Swiveling my chair back to my desk, I booted up the computer and stuck my headphones back in. The world around me was immediately drowned out as I pushed aside some of the clutter and picked up my notebook. Flipping past all the art and occasional city sketched in it, I finally got to the page that listed the things I needed to stop putting off. Chewing on the pink eraser of my pencil, I looked at each bullet point and contemplated its priority.

10 different ways to say happy birthday by Thursday's meeting...seems doable. Sale's meeting Friday. Yadda, Yadda, Yadda...Millie's engagement party next Wednesday. That reminds me, I should get her a gift. Get Millie's present. I paused between each word as I scribbled them down onto the same paper. I couldn't help but secretly admire my perfectly sloppy cursive as I was just finishing up the last word.

"Holy-!" suddenly, I jumped at the touch of a deathly cold hand on my bare forearm, making the cross on the T at the end of "present" slash through its surrounding letters and words.

"My God, Tom, you just scared the living daylights outta me," Shakily, I breathed heavily as I ripped the headphones back out from my ears again.

"Sorry, I called your name, but you didn't answer, so I walked over here," he apologized while removing his hand. "I didn't think I'd scare you." He was standing so close to me and I could feel myself starting to blush. I couldn't help but notice how he was dressed in his usual jeans, sweater vest, and crossover which just made my heart pound even more.

"It's fine," I waved my hand in an attempt to show him I was alright and to distract him from seeing my red cheeks. "In fact, I feel wide awake now," running a hand through my wavy, long hair, I smiled. "What's up?"

"Why did you leave so early last night?"

I was kinda taken aback by how random his question was. And I scrambled for a response.

"I guess it's just not fun being around 2 drunk guys when you're not drunk yourself." I shrugged my shoulders. Well, it wasn't a total lie...its never fun to be around drunk people!

"Hey, I bought you a drink," he raised his hands up in defense as he walked back over to his office. Dropping his crossover on the floor, he plopped down in his chair.

"I know, I should've taken it, but then again, I just wanted to be safe." Gosh, I had to fight back from saying "I just wanted to keep you safe". That might be just a little to weird to tell him considering he has no idea how much I care about him…

"You're too responsible and driven, Raine," his eyes shone until he averted his gaze from me to pick up something on his desk. He studied it intently and I watched as he cradled the object between his fingers.

"Raine?" My head snapped up at the sound of Vance who was poking his head from around his office.

"Yes, sir?" Quickly, I stood up, brushed the lint off of my light- washed ripped jeans, and pulled down the hem of my baby pink lace shirt that was layered over a white tank top.

"Could I see you in my office for just a moment?" He disappeared behind the door and I swallowed hard. What did I do now?

I walked around McKenzie's cubicle and behind Tom's. He was still staring at the thing he was holding when curiosity got the best of me and I stopped to peer over his shoulder.

"Tom!" I gasped and he jumped, nearly throwing the picture frame back in its spot. "I didn't know you're still into drawing architecture!" Giddily, I smiled and took the frame off his desk. There was an elaborate network of perfectly rectangular, grey buildings, all lined up next to each other. They had at least 2 hundred windows each, were 50-200 stores tall, and were absolutely breath taking.

"Yeah," scratching the back of his head, he nodded.

"You could never give it up, could you?" Smiling, I traced my fingers over the framed pen markings. He loved it too much to just push it aside but it still surprised me that he had spare time for it. "These are gorgeous, Tom." Gingerly, I caressed the drawing between my fingers, then gently set it back down next to his computer.

"Thanks," he whispered while looking down at his desk. I stood silently next to him as he nodded his head.

"Oh, you'd better go," glancing behind him, Tom gestured towards Vance who was poking his head out of his office to look at me.

"Oh, yeah, I should," quickly, I turned around to hide my massive blush and made my way over to the door.

As Raine sat in the office talking with Vance, McKenzie decided to take advantage of this and call out Tom on some things…

"Why are you looking at me like that?" furrowing his eyebrows, Tom asked McKenzie as he began to work on his pile of cards.

"You know why," McKenzie smirked while leaning back in his chair. After getting a blank stare from Tom, he sighed and continued. "You like her."

"Who? Her?" slightly confused, he pointed over to the office behind him Raine had just entered.

"No, I meant the other girl," rolling his eyes, McKenzie gestured wildly. "Let me say it nice and slow for you: Raaaaine."

"Nah," snickering, he shook his head as he paused from looking through his stack of work to lock eyes with McKenzie. "I don't like her." But Tom's heart seemed to disagree with his statement. It fluttered excitedly at the sound of her perfect name and he tried to distract himself from it by continuing to sift through his heap of papers.

"Don't deny it, I saw you blushing," McKenzie continued to poke fun at him. "Why don't you just kiss her already?"

"Dude," flustered, Tom tossed down the card he was holding and leaned forward. "She's just a friend." Granted, that seemed like a wonderful idea to him, but he knew Raine wasn't "the one" and he wanted to wait for that special girl to come around.

"Please, judging by the way you look at her, that isn't true." Right before Tom could protest, Raine came around the corner and the two of them ceased talking, even though McKenzie continued to make little kissy faces at Tom.

"What's going on here, boys?" confused, I inquired while motioning to the look McKenzie was giving Tom.

"Nothing," immediately, Tom shook his head, wadded up a piece of paper, and threw it at him.

"Hey!" taking that same piece of paper, McKenzie threw it back at him and it bounced off of Tom's forehead.

"What was that for?" scowling, Tom grabbed it off the floor and chucked it across his cubicle as hard as possible. By now, I was back at my desk and I had grabbed a few documents for Vance from underneath my book. Dodging the paper as it flew between the two of them, I made my way back to my boss' office.

"Where are you going?" Tom called after me.

"Vance just wants to see some of my work. Apparently he wants to show it to this new girl who's coming to work here tomorrow or something," I shrugged then continued on my merry way. Huh, I wonder what this girl is gonna be like.