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Her heart sank. He was not only here, but he was waiting for her. She sat for a moment, weighing her options. If she went downstairs, there were three possibilities. One, they'd do nothing but work, and when the project was finished, she'd go home and it would be as though nothing ever happened. Two, no work would be accomplished, and she'd have a lot of explaining to do on Monday - or she'd have to come back again tomorrow to get it done. Or three, she'd get the project done and then something might happen afterwards - but at least the project would be finished. Girl, she said to herself, you actually showed up today, knowing he'd be here. Obviously you weren't that concerned about what might or might not happen if you went to the office, so why are you so concerned now? Ultimately, you have control here, don't you?
But that was the question, she answered herself. Do I? Do I really have control? She had no answer for that question, so she gathered her files and went downstairs. She found him in the training room, thinking to herself how fitting it was that he should pick this room out of all the places in their building. He was sitting a terminal in the back row and didn't turn when she walked in.
"Sit here, Red" he said, without looking up, gesturing to the terminal next to him. She set her files down between the terminals and sat, unsure of exactly what to do. "Once you get signed on, I'll email you the work I've done so far."
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She entered her sign-on and password and waited while her system loaded. She could see his reflection in her screen, so she seized the opportunity to study him. He was concentrating on what he was typing, and he was absentmindedly chewing on his bottom lip while he worked.
She launched her email and file manager while she contemplated his eyes. They were hazel, with a rim of navy around the iris. She knew that without even looking at them. She could see him scanning the words on the screen in front of him.
"My email's open now," she said quietly. "What's the plan for today?" He clicked a few times with his mouse and an email appeared on her screen. "What I've done is set up the template for the report. I'll take the first two sections and do the research, and you'll pull the data together for the last two sections. I think we should be done with that by noon. We'll break for lunch and then write the summary together."
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Wow, Jamie thought. He actually has a plan. How unusual. Well, I guess he's not going to mention last night, so I won't either. She opened the report template he sent her and got to work. At 11:30, her neck sore and her eyes dry, she pushed her chair back and stood up. "I've got to get a drink and stretch for a minute. Do you need anything?"
"Yeah, I'll get something in a minute." "Alright. Suit yourself." She went to the bathroom and then got a diet coke from the machine in the kitchenette. She leaned against the counter, closed her eyes, and took a long drink. When did life get so complicated, she wondered.
She could hear him humming before she saw him. When he turned the corner she was standing with her back to him, studying the open newspaper someone had left behind the day before. "Whatcha readin'?" His voice was low and soft next to her ear, and she could feel the warmth of his body next to her shoulder even though he wasn't quite touching her. She shivered, even though she was far from cold.
"Nothing," she said. He reached around her and turned the newspaper 180 degrees. "Maybe if it were right side up you might find something to read." She felt the redness creeping up her neck and cheeks, and she wished the floor would just open up and swallow her whole.