Sharon was working late one November night and the month was a grey and drizzly month in the year.
Everyone else had gone home but she had to finish some research on a new investment programme they were working out for a big pension fund.
She stopped to massage her eyes, Chinese fashion, her elbow on the desk and her palms pressed into her eyes, shutting out light and easing the strain on the iris, at the same time, letting her mind go blank. When she was very tired, this often helped to revitalize her for a while.
She was totally unaware of Bryan's approach until he touched her shoulder.
Then she whirled round, her gree eyes in shock.
'Oh! It's you. Don't creep up to me like that. You nearly made my heart stop'
'Snd we wouldn't want that, would we?' he said dryly and she felt hersel
