Maizee caught Lawrence’s eye as he passed her office and started up the stairs to his. He didn’t wave. Or smile. Nothing. He did nothing. Just continued past.
Though they’d talked about it, and she’d expected him to do exactly what he’d done, her chest still pinched.
They’d had such a great weekend together. Sunday afternoon had passed in the blink of an eye, ending with her curled into his side as the sun sank into the ocean. She’d confessed that sunsets were some of her favorite times of the day, and he’d laughed at her while she ate her cake before the rest of her lunch.
suchThe conversation had been light and easy, nothing about Winn or previous relationships. Nothing serious about how they’d act at work. Just enjoying the sand, the surf, and the sun—and each other.
He’d told her t
