Mike Celluci walked into Vicki's office about to start talking to her about a case she was helping him on. The sight of Vicki and Henry kissing on the edge of Vicki's desk stopped him though.
He forced himself to close his mouth, and walk out quietly backwards. He didn't want them to realize that he had walked in on them. He was lucky, that he managed to walk through the apartment without hitting anything, which was quite a feat since his eyes wouldn't stop focusing on them kissing.
He got back to his car, and sat in the front seat. He drummed the steering wheel for a few minutes, contemplating what he should be thinking. He felt a bit betrayed, even though he had suspected that Vicki and Henry had finally acted on their weird sexual chemistry.
Mike had liked pretending that they were both too blind to notice the sparks between them to actually act on them. Now, unfortunately, he had been smacked squarely in the face with reality.
Mike took a deep sigh. He forced himself to start his car. He was sure he could find some work to keep his mind occupied. He didn't want to spend too much time dwelling over the fact his ex-lover was shacking up with a nightwalker.
Mike found himself punching the steering wheel, before he pulled out of the parking space.