Over the past few days, my exchanges with Austin had been relatively brief. He hadn’t been in his office a lot, his appointments being more often than not at the other end of the city. To tell the truth, the distance between us since our last conversation worried me a little, I wondered if I didn’t went too far and if he hadn’t grown tired of me. No passionate disputes, no inappropriate moments, nothing that could put me in danger. And it was precisely what I liked; the spice and the excess that he brought to my life.
Working by emails wasn’t the same thing as real exchanges. And I needed that interaction with him. Even if our conversations were rarely restful, they were stimulating. As I was taking a short break to browse a news site, I got a new email.
From: Austin William
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