Freak out

Office gossip is higher than ever.
Today Tabbie, worst manager ever, started teasing me about a picture of me in a disco, that apparently was circulating on the internal network.
He teased to the point I freaked out.

I freaked out because I have some blanks about the night with Nico, back in September, and I worried it could be something really hot to handle.
As Tabbie is detestable, as soon as he realized I was worried about it, he took the teasing to a higher and higher level. I immediately texted Laurent (fave manager and spiritual guide ever), who called me right back and calmed me a bit, although he could not do any magic.
Only in late afternoon someone emailed me the pic, and it wasn’t half that awful: it was taken ages ago, and all that you can see is me and a guy (only his back, plus is not a coworker) dancing together. Okay, he’s kissing my cheek (almost my neck), but I mean, WTF????

The good thing is I found out the bastard who sent it all around. The guy, known as Sharky, actually asked me out a few months ago and I thanked and said no. I confronted him (via mail, as I’m stuck in Nowhere Land, in case I had not mentioned that already), and he answered in a much too proud way.
So, I decided to act really bitchy, and handed all over to Laurent. His answer:

From: Laurent
To: DDgirl

DDgirl,
Tell the little shit that I’ll be more than glad to expose his anti-professional behavior at December evaluation meeting.
How about bringing along Killer Smile to Friday Dinner? That should stop gossip.
Take care
L.

You see why I adore him?
Back to nice things, Killer Smile has been sweeter than ever, and he takes care of me while I’m sick, supports me in everything and does plenty of nice things like lighting candles in his bedroom and giving me half an hour of back massage when I come back from work exhausted and nervous at 11PM.
Plus, yesterday night he dropped the bomb. After making love, he said he thinks he’s falling in love with me.