The office was unusually quiet. Elena was MIA, not unusual, but the phone was quiet too, as was the press room. Was it a holiday that she had forgotten about? Her office seemed drab and she was completely uninspired with the current list of leads that had been left on her desk. Perhaps it was her mood in general.
She had waited all weekend for Sam to call. No call. She hadn’t pegged him as a “one night stand” kind of guy. He could not have looked at her the way he had without feeling something for her, she was certain, maybe. She decided if she didn’t hear from him today she was going to swallow her pride and call him, find out what the problem was. She hated leaving things unfinished. It wasn’t in her nature.
No one had brought her any coffee this morning, the first of many side ef
