Gemotions

A grin stretched across Marcus's face as he reread the email. His fingers tapped a rapid rhythm against the desk. He hadn't expected it, truthfully. After the interview, he'd felt good, but he knew the competition was fierce. He’d almost convinced himself he was out of the running, too.

He stood up, stretching and flexing his shoulders. The tension he hadn't realized he was holding evaporated. A wave of lightness washed over him, making him want to do a little jig. He started humming under his breath, a jaunty tune he didn't even recognize.

He glanced towards the window, imagining Emily's reaction when he told her. He knew she would be thrilled for him, especially because he was pretty sure he knew she hadn't gotten the job.