day. But as the days, and weeks, and then months passed, I knew Seth had either totally forgotten that he asked me out, or regretted asking me in the first place. I opted more for the regret side of it when I met his boyfriend. They had been seeing each other for three weeks, Brad told me. Brad, that was his name; Seth seemed to go for guys with B names: Brandon, Blake, Bill, Bobby, and now Brad.

"It's nice to meet you," I said and shook Brad's hand. Really, I wanted to bash his perfect face through my computer screen, but my politeness stopped me. "Are you here to meet Seth?"

"Yeah, I wanted to surprise him and take him to lunch," he smiled, giving me a flash of his perfectly lined up white teeth.

I always thought that people's teeth said a lot about their character. Brad's teeth were all straight and set; teeth you can only get after thousands of dollars worth of dental work, which gave him a "holier then thou" look. I'm sure he was a nice person, but I could tell he was looking down at me and my secretary job. Wes had pretty straight teeth too. He had one tooth, third from the front, that was out of place and slightly pointed. When he gave you this lopsided half grin, you got a flash of it, and I always thought it made him look mischievous, which is his personality to a tee. My teeth? Well, I don't know about mine.

"Reed, are you on the speakerphone?" Seth asked, coming out of his office.

"Brad, what are you doing here?" Seth's gaze flicked over his boyfriend then to me and back. I couldn't read his eyes.

"I came to take you to lunch, lover." Brad wrapped his arms around Seth's waist and leaned in for a kiss. I turned away then; maybe if I didn't see it, it wouldn't hurt.

"Um, okay, let me get my coat," Seth said. When I looked back up they were walking hand in hand to the front door.

"Reed, I'll be back in an hour, okay?"

I didn't say anything, and he didn't wait for it. I picked up the phone and called my mother.

"Honey what's wrong?" she asked after our hello’s.

"I need to find a new job," I said, before I burst into tears.

*******

Things where rapidly turning black. Every time Brad would show up to take Seth to lunch, which was every day now, more started to fade from my vision. Mom said that I couldn't let something like Seth having a boyfriend get in the way of my job; that I should be a professional. But I didn't think I could last much longer having to deal with Brad's perfect-ness. It was driving me nuts. It wasn't only that he was dating someone who I like very much; it was the fact that he seemed to always have to prove he was better then me every time I saw him.

"That's a nice watch, where did you get it?" Brad had asked the morning I decided I couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh, thanks. My brother got it for me at a state fair," I smiled. I had seen it, the watch, and fell in love. It had a thick leather band with a silver star sewed in it and a square face.