I felt more relaxed than I had in longer than I could remember. The workday in front of me wasn't daunting, there was nothing clouding the path forward. I knew that I could be extremely productive because of what happened.
And then the worry hit. Did I just act like an asshole, using her for my selfish pleasure? Should I have stayed there, talked to her afterwards, cuddled? Should I have helped her come, despite what she had said?
I tried to focus on the work but the doubts kept creeping back into my head. Shit, shit, shit. Did I fuck things up with her?
As if by divine providence she entered the office and came over to me.
Breaking out into a huge grin, she leaned in and wrapped her arms around me. "Finally!" she said.
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