Indeed, gossip was the true powerhouse of an office. I could always rely on it to keep me both entertained and utterly mortified at the same time. Today, however, it seemed to have reached a fever pitch, one that could easily topple a whole office if unchecked. 

His woman? Me? The phrase alone made the whispers flutter like startled birds, and the moment I walked past my colleagues to the  the water cooler, it felt as if the entire office had been waiting for the best moment to explode. So ...