Melody was working on her computer later that morning when she heard a knock on her door. She looked up and saw Ethan Pierce, one of her coworkers, standing in the doorway.
"Hey, Melody. Do you have a minute?" he asked.
"Sure, Ethan. What's up?" she replied, gesturing for him to come in.
Ethan entered the room and took a seat in one of the chairs across her desk. He was tall and muscular, with short-cropped brown hair and a chiseled jawline. He wore a crisp white shirt and black slacks that accentuated his athletic build.
Melody couldn't help but notice how attractive he was, but she quickly dismissed the idea. She needed to focus on her work and not let anything derail her.
"I was wondering if you could help me with something," Ethan said, breaking the silence.
"Sure. What do you need?" Melody asked, still trying to focus on the task at hand.
