The elevator doors opened and the two passengers looked up, horrified. I stepped in and they scurried out. The taller one choked an apology as the doors closed. I heard peals of laughter shrieking as the elevator continued its descent.
And then… the odor assaulted me. To my mortification, the elevator doors opened and my boss entered as I left.
A few of my authorly friends and I are planning on putting out a romance anthology for Valentine’s Day. I am SO using this as my opening scene….