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I’ve seen Max every day for the past two weeks, and today is the first day that I’m without him.

I miss him.

I didn’t think that I would. And I’ve been so unbelieving that being with someone who doesn’t live in the immediate vicinity could work, but here I am.

I miss him.

We’re back to our daily schedules. I’ll be at work, and so will he. But we will have a FaceTime call tonight as soon as he’s home and so far, we’ve texted several times throughout the morning.

I woke up this morning with a text from him.

I got to work and had flowers on my desk from him.

And I had an email in my work inbox telling me to have a good day, from him.

He’s thoughtful and making a point that he’s in this relationship with his communication.

I’m sitting at my desk working on mock up invitations for the corporate event when Mr. Frederick walks into my office and sits down in front of my desk.

“I am torn over the place that we viewed in Seattle during the convention we went to, and the one that you saw and videoed me last week.” He says immediately.

“Both places are beautiful, sir.”

“Which do you like best?” He looks to me.

“I’m not sure, I think that they both have qualities that will be workable for a new office.”

“Yes, but what one do you like?” he asks again.

“Why would my thoughts have any meaning in the plans for the new office?” I fold my hands in front of me.

“I trust your opinions. You run this office so efficiently that I believe your views are important. Since you’ve been here, you have helped turn us around and become more balanced between departments and as of recently with your personal connections, have brought us bigger clients.”

“Well, I like the one that I saw this last week, if I’m being honest. It’s closer in proximity to a lot of cafes and deep in the heart of downtown that you can immerse the business with a lot of other businesses that will hopefully keep word of mouth good. Plus, when I was doing the research, there isn’t a business like ours in the immediate area.” I tell him with confidence.

“Good, see that’s the future thought of yours that I like. Do you have the contact information of the realtor? I would like to get in contact with them sooner rather than later?”

“Of course.” I scoot my chair out and rummage through my purse for my wallet where I have the business card.

He looks it over and smiles. “Thank you, Peyton. I truly appreciate all your hard work.” And leaves my office.

Why does he care what I think of the other office? It’s not like he’s going to transfer me to the new office.

Is he?

* * *

I’m lying in bed reading an article in a magazine, when my phone lights up beside me. I sit up quickly and arrange my pillows behind me. I fluff up my hair and rub my lips together, hoping that I don’t look too haggard after a long day.

I press the connect button and there’s Max front and center on my screen.

His tie is loosened, and the top two buttons of his white dress shirt is undone. He has a little bit of a 5’o’clock shadow and the setting behind him is dark. His hair looks like his hands have ran through it repeatedly and from the bookshelves behind him, I can tell that he’s not at home.

“Hi,” I say with a smile.

“There you are, how are you?” he asks.

“I’m good, I’m good. Tired, work was busy, coming back from a week off, but time went by fast. How are you?” I ask.

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