Gemotions

He found himself spending an inordinate amount of time organizing the training materials, ensuring everything was perfectly aligned. He wanted her to see him as competent, reliable, a man who had his life together. It was a new sensation, the desire to impress, and it was consuming him. He had almost forgotten what it was like to feel so alive, so… captivated.

He’d asked her to lunch, a small, polite offer, hoping it would evolve into something more. He wanted to hear her laugh again. This job didn't matter. He didn't care about his own job, not anymore, not since she had arrived. He found himself looking for excuses to be near her, to catch her eye, to bask in the warmth of her presence. The thought of her leaving, of her no longer being a part of his everyday life, filled him with a quiet dread.