Professional Distance

Zara

"Traffic sir," I said, setting my bag down at my desk.

"Of course."

That was it, no mention or sign of the rain, the wine, the bed, the way he had whispered my name like it meant something. Just traffic and a slight nod before he returned to his files.

I told myself this was fine, this was exactly what I wanted. Professional distance, the wall back up where it belonged.

The morning moved fast