"Good afternoon, Caleb," I say, a very relaxed smile on my face. It may have been a few hours ago, but there is definitely something to say about oral sex starting the day off right.
"Hey, Tiffany. You have fun at the soccer game last night?" He looks over at me slyly as I grab my mail out of my box.
"I take it you saw the clip?"
"Everyone saw the clip." He swivels his chair to look at me. "It's only been running on ESPN for the last eighteen hours."
"Well I guess that's one way to put myself on the radar over there."
"I guess it's after the soccer game that is responsible for the big smile on your face?"
"Caleb," I say with a quirk of my eyebrow. "That is none of your business."
"Oh, come on. I didn't even know you were dating the guy and all the sudden he's jumping into the stands to make out with you in the middle of the game?" His true journalist instincts are showing, but right now, I'm keeping my mouth shut.
"Let it go, Caleb."
"Can't do that Tiffany."