5. Vox

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I don't know what Val and Velvette were gossiping about but it didn't sound good. What did Valentino use to do and he didn't tell me about? Why does Velvette know and I don't?

I sip my coffee and I try to focus on my work. I can't concentrate. It feels weird not knowing things going on in Val's life. I thought we shared everything with eachother but obviously not.

I type on my computer, trying not to look too busy, but busy at the same time so nobody will disturb me. I hear a knock on the door and I see Valentino stood in the doorway.

"Are you busy?" He says, as if he thinks I have time to talk about our sex lives at work.
"Not really, why?" I answer, wondering what he wants.

"I need you to sign these, here and here" he points to a few pieces of paper and I sign them. I hand them back to him without saying anything else. He turns around and heads for the door.

"Wait...." I say, wanting to talk to him. He turns around and sits opposite me.
"Yes?"

"Is something bothering you? Are you... Are you cheating on me?" I ask while holding back tears.
"What? No, of course not, why would you think that Voxxy?"

"I thought you were sleeping with Velvette or something, you seem closer to her than you are with me..." I say as I look at the floor.

"Nobody could ever replace you Voxxy, your too hot for me to cheat on" he says in his irresistible Spanish accent. He puts a finger under my chin and gently lifts my head up to look at him.

"Repeat after me, okay?" He tells me. I nod and he says "I am beautiful".
"I am beautiful".
"I am loved" he says.
"I am loved" I repeat.
"And I deserve every little bit of love I can get"
I stay silent for that one and he holds my hands.

"Say it with me, okay?" He says and I nod.
We both say "I deserve every little bit of love I can get". Tears appear in my eyes as I bury my head deep into his chest fluff.

"I'm sorry Val, I'm not thinking straight"
"No Mi amor, don't worry about it" he says as he kisses my forehead. He sits back down at his desk and I catch him looking at me through the corner of my eye.

I get back to working. But every so often I look up and I see Val smiling at me. I obviously smile back and sparks fly between us.

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