I opened my door before he even knocked and stepped out into the hallway. Then I met him there.
He was standing a few feet away and stopped walking as soon as he saw my door open.
We looked at each other for a moment, and neither of us spoke at first.
He was still wearing his work clothes, a button-down shirt with a nice pants, but he's tie was loosened already.
He looked obviously very tired, but he still looked very good, regardless.
I was in my sleep shorts and a tank top, and everything felt new after that'd happened last night, after we had actually slept together in the same bed.
I don't know if we actually do know how to behave around each other anymore. All the rules between, everything had changed, and the whole dynamic felt completely different now.
"Hi," I said, very soft
