Seven Years, Then I Walked Away

At the company team-building day, we played "3-2-1, look this way," and the CEO, my fiancé, got pulled in to play.

Every time it came down to him and me, he never looked where I pointed.

I lost round after round, until the ice water left me soaked through.

He handed me a dry towel and lowered his voice. "Sorry about this. I have to set an example. I can't go easy."

When it was the new secretary's turn, she pressed her palms together and blinked up at him.

"Go easy on me, Roddy. I don't want to end up a drowned rat."

He gave a small laugh, something indulgent in his eyes.