‘For God’s sake, Risky. What do you think, you have to live up to your name?’ I say, coming out from behind my desk and heading over to hers. ‘Adam is our client’s brother. He is Gavin’s best man. He could tell Gavin about this, which really wouldn’t be good for my business. It will sound like it’s part of the service.’

‘I know. But he came in here and was so sweet. He said Gavin had told him about me. I mean, Gavin Riley had talked about me? It made me feel so beautiful. I had the cake toppers in my hand and then next thing I knew we were kissing. He’s so fit.’

‘You cannot sleep with all the handsome best men that we work with, OK?’

‘I know but he’s Gavin Riley’s brother. I was star-struck. He was begging me for sex and I …’

‘He begged you?’

‘OK, no, he didn’t need to beg. I mean, he just looked at me and maybe I …’

‘Maybe you what?’

‘Maybe I kind of jumped him.’

‘You jumped him?’

‘Yes. I saw an opportunity and I just took it. I mean, who wouldn’t?’

‘Um, um …’ I say. ‘Someone who takes their work seriously?’

Risky looks devastated. ‘I’m sorry, boss. It won’t happen again, OK? Please, I don’t know what came over me.’

‘I know exactly what was about to come all over you,’ I say, heading back to my desk and trying to seem nonchalant. ‘So … how do you jump someone then?’ I ask, as I pick up some contracts and pretend to look through them.

‘You just, launch yourself at them, I suppose. I mean, it’s good to have an idea that they’d be up for it. But he was definitely up for it. So, I just threw myself at him and started kissing him.’

‘And then what happened?’

That’s it, I’ve blown it now. I’ve stepped down from boss to best friend and there is no going back. But I need to know.

‘And then we just got down and dirty, I suppose. It’s all about confidence, isn’t it?’

‘Is it?’ I ask. Thinking about my body and wondering if, after being with the same man for ten years, and having had a baby, I could be confident enough to just ‘jump someone’. Also, what am I thinking? I can’t ‘jump someone’, I have a husband, a baby and milk spouting from my tits. But it’s all I can think about. Sex with strangers. I know I won’t be able to get the image of Risky and Adam out of my head. That’s going to be in my dreams tonight, and there is nothing I can do to stop it.

‘Well, please try not to jump anyone else while you’re at work, OK?’

‘I won’t.’