She knew he was going to give her a long, deep kiss, but she was surprised when he raised her hand to his lips instead.
Disappointment and then anger was written all over her face as she snatched her hand away.
‘What are you playing at?’ she demanded.
‘I’m not ‘playing at’ anything Liz. I’ve just had enough of your empty promises and being your scapegoat. You got yourself into this mess, you can get yourself out of it. ‘
‘You can’t leave me like this Gus! How can I face my husband after leaving him that letter?’
‘That, my dear, is your problem. How did you manage after your affair with David? Or John for that matter, or was it Steve? And poor Simon was so gutted, he decided to bat for the other side.’
‘I’ll ruin you!’ she hissed.
‘Go ahead. I’ve already tendered my resignation to the board and have a press conference scheduled for tomorrow. Of course my speech isn’t quite finished yet, but there’s room for additions, or withdrawals, if necessary, so I’d think twice before you do anything rash.’
He collected his coat and quietly shut the door behind him.
Liz slumped in the chair and pondered how she was going to bluff her way out of her predicament and save face. She was fast running out of allies, and then remembered Tim, a pimply eager beaver who’d do anything for a top job…………………..
Written for Fandango’s Story Starter