An Overactive Imagination

Austyn? Kira wasn’t sure if she’d heard it right. Was that Kayleigh’s voice? Her hand was already on the handle, but Kira hesitated. Two seconds later, she pressed down on the handle and opened the cubicle door by a tiny crack. Just one peek, she told herself. She glimpsed two figures standing in front the of marble countertop fitted with sinks and mirrors. Austyn was standing with his right side to her. The woman was, sure enough, Kayleigh, decked out in an asymmetrical one-shoulder dress with a thigh-high slit. Her silver hoop earrings glittered under the crisp white light. Kira had known about Austyn and the actress, but she never thought she’d catch them in the act. She tiptoed back to sit on the toilet with the lid down. A random thought popped into her mind. Was she in the ladies’ room or the men’s? Surely, a man of distinction like Austyn would never deign to sneak around in the women’s bathroom. If he hadn’t gone into the wrong room, then she must have. ‘But I saw the sign outs