He turned to her, “it’s been wonderful working with you. I wish you you the best.” She smiled and replied, “to you as well!” Then she opened her arms for a friendly embrace. 

He took her in his arms and kissed her softly on the mouth, their tongues intertwining, and she rested in his arms. The kiss lasted for several moments and she pulled away, the back of her hand to her mouth, shock blooming on her face. 

“Did I misread that?” He smiled as she turned and fled the room. She was, of course, married to some dunderhead Indian bloke to whom she’d been betrothed her entire life. That’ll give her something to think about as he chuckled to himself. I’m due for a long vacation.