Do her at work too.

Next day, at a luxury office building.

She approaches along a hallway, wearing a platinum-gray silk tailleur, graceful as a quiver of light.
Her hair is tied up and looks like a rich shade of gold coins. Her face in tanned satin skin like a sculpture. Her hazel eyes are fresh as Spring.
John meets her, wearing a dark suit and white shirt. He kisses her face.

John says:
“I don’t have much time. I will adress the board in the conference room in a couple of minutes.”