Beach day! I was excited. I had put on a hot pink bikini underneath my flannel shirt and shorts. I brought a bigger purse for my towel, sun glasses, and sunscreen. I was ready to go! I walked into the office saying good morning to everyone as I passed by. I had a tremendous amount of paperwork to do but that would have to wait. This was a 'mandatory' trip.

"Hey Toby!" I exclaimed as I put my stuff on my desk.

The cutie was wearing a mute colored Hawaiian shirt with kaki shorts and a bucket hat. He looked so cute. I couldn't wait to show him the bikini I was wearing. If only other people wouldn't be there. Michael for example would be a wreck and Angela would just call me a hussy like usual.

"Someone's excited for beach day," Toby looked up and smiled.

"You bet!" I cheered and sat down getting started on my work before we got going. "I love the beach! I mean, it's probably nothing like the beaches we have on Long Island but still, I'm excited!"

Toby chuckled at my excitement and went back to work. I hummed a tune while I went through the motions; organize, scan, type, repeat. It seems boring but I had something to look forward to. The sun shinning on my face, the cool water, the smell of the lake, I loved it.

"10 minutes!" I could hear Michael yell from the front office.

I got up and went into the front office. Michael was standing near reception with a big smile on his face explaining to us what 'beach day' meant. Everyone looked so happy. Except Angela but that was to be expected.

"Does everyone have everything? I expect everyone to go potty since there will be no bathrooms at the beach and it is a long drive," Michael stated.

"Hey does anyone need sunscreen?" Toby asked entering the room.

"Oh no," Michael hesitated. "Toby, you are not going."

"Why?" Toby asked obviously upset.

"It's just... someone has to stay here," Michael answered.

"But, it's beach day," Toby mumbled.

"Well, yeah, but life isn't always good," Michael cleared his throat.

"I'll stay back," I piped up. "Toby can go and I'll stay back. I have no problem with that."

"No no, Toby isn't coming," Michael grumbled.

"He obviously wants to go and he is clearly upset," I said. "I'll stay behind."

"No, Toby stays," Michael huffed.

"Then, I'll stay too!" I proclaimed.

Michael hesitated. Looked at the floor, then up at me, then back down to the floor. He sighed. "Fine! You and Toby are staying."

I smiled. I was upset that I was going to the beach. I was frustrated that Michael hated Toby so much not to let him go to the beach. But, I was happy that I was getting to keep Toby company while the day went on. I went back to the annex and started my paperwork up again. I guess I was going to get this filing done after all. A sad looking Toby came into the annex and slumped into his seat. He sighed, looked up at me, and then sighed again.

"You can go if you want," He muttered. "You don't have to stay behind because of me. I know you were really looking forward to it."

"You know, the more I thought about it," I began. "The more I didn't like the whole Michael at the beach seeing me in a bikini thing."

Toby smiled. A little smile but still, a smile.

"I will totally tell you how it went Amber!" Kelly squealed waiting for Ryan to get his stuff together. "I wish you were coming though! We could totally tan together and talk about girl stuff! That reminds me we totally need to hang out outside of work! You're like totally awesome and I'm glad there's another girl in the annex besides me!"

I smiled at Kelly. "We can totally hang out outside of work one day. Have fun at the beach!"

Ryan and Kelly waved and left the annex. It was quiet without them. It wasn't a good quiet though like every other time they were both out of the room. There was sadness and frustration in the air and we definitely needed Kelly and Ryan's arguing right now. I sighed and slowly organized Oscar's paperwork, letting the rest of Creed's scan into the computer.

"It's nice that you're such good friends with Kelly," Toby mumbled.

"She's nice. Kind of out there but she's nice," I replied.

We sat in silence for a little after that. The only thing we could hear was typing and the scanner. I glanced at Toby every once in a while. He was still moping about the beach. I wish I could do something. Michael wouldn't to keen if I just drove Toby and myself to the beach and I'm pretty sure there was a rule about someone staying behind. I wasn't sure though. Toby might know but if he knew, he wouldn't be staying behind. I feel bad for Toby. Michael is always hating on him and I'm the only one that tries to stick up for him. I glanced over at Toby who now had his head down closer to his paperwork.

"You know," I started as I got up and leaned on his desk. "We could have our own beach day," He looked up at me and I popped a few of my buttons open on my shirt.

Toby smirked. "We shouldn't," He sighed and went back to his paperwork.

I took off my shirt and ran my hand threw my hair. "It would be just as fun as if we were at the beach with the office. Maybe, even more fun."

He glanced up at me, smiled but ignored me.

I sighed. "Suite yourself," Walking back to my desk, I took my shorts off and threw them in my bag. As I sat down at my desk, I saw Toby staring me down trying to decide if he wanted this to happen in the office or not. His hands grabbed tightly on to the arm rests of his chair. I slipped of my heels and put my hair behind my ear and continued my work. He continued staring at me for a while. Still contemplating if he wanted to do this in the office. There wasn't anyone here, why not? The ware house crew was busy shipping orders since we had had a very busy week with new clients and old clients wanting more paper than usual. Security doesn't come up here if Michael doesn't ask them too. We could always do it in the ladies restroom too. There was a comfy couch in there.

After a few long minutes, he sighed and turned away. This was frustrating but I wasn't going to push it farther. I picked up my shirt and put it on. What was wrong with him? I had talked to him awhile ago about sex in the office, I was a little tipsy at the time, and he said he would definitely do it if there came a time where everyone was out of the office. I huffed and slipped on my shorts.

I should have gone to the beach. I shouldn't have stayed behind. Toby was making me frustrated even more than Michael usually did. He wasn't talking at all. He left the annex more than usual today. Was he avoiding me? We had had a great evening last night. We had gone to see a movie, then we walked the pond in the park and then he had spent the night. Was it something I did? Was it something I said? Then I realized what it was.

Pam.

I growled at the thought. He was missing Pam in a bikini. I pushed down harder with my pen. If he wanted her, why was he dating me? It hurt to know that you were with someone who wanted someone else. And I should know. I went through this already. Well, at least I thought I knew the reason. Pretty sure it was Pam. There was a slim chance that it was me that did something wrong. I doubted it though. I sighed and lightened up my my pen. Maybe no sex in the office was for the best. I didn't want anyone finding out about our little romantic shindig while we were alone.

Toby got up and left the annex. For the 6th time today. Maybe he just likes being in the front but because of Michael, doesn't ever want to be in front. Jim has told me that they used to sit next to each other but Michael moved Toby to the annex because they talked too much. He told me stories of the tricks that would go on up front that Toby was actually involved in. Those were much happier times in the office for Toby I bet. I would like to see him that way again in the office. I would probably never see that though.

Toby returned to the annex with a stern look on his face. He put his hat down on his desk and looked at me. Looking quite upset I turned to look at him. As he walked towards me, I stood up with a little grin on my face. He took me by the hips and pushed me into the file cabinets. He rammed his lips into mine and started unbuttoning my shirt. This should have happened hours ago. Maybe he just needed sometime to think.

I shimmied off my shorts and tossed them at my desk. Not caring where they landed. Toby threw my shirt towards my desk as well. I unbuttoned his shirt and he flung it off and towards his desk. I pushed my body up against his and put my hands on the rim of his pants. He put one of his hands behind my head and another on my back trying to untie the strap to my bikini top. Taking a breath, our lips parted ways but only for a few seconds as his came rushing back to mine.

"Desk? Couch?" I whispered.

He pushed the papers off my desk and laid on top of me still trying to get my bikini strap untied. I sat up a bit and helped him untangle the knots that had formed.

Toby stopped for a second, held his lips against my ear and whispered "You are the most beautiful woman in existence and I am ecstatic that you are mine."

"Come here," I grabbed him and laid him back on top of me.

No one has ever called me beautiful.

No one has ever said that they were even happy that I was theirs.

This is what pure happiness felt like.