I peer down at my phone and see his name in the message bubble on the screen. My heart skips a small beat.I’ve been hoping for him to contact me for...what feels like forever. I miss him more than he could understand, even though I was the one that ended our intense affair. He’s mad at me for it, I know he is. “Hey you…“ It reads. “Hey you…” I reply. “You left a few things at mine. Some sandals and makeup. Do you want them back?” He replies.I think for a few minutes about what I should reply. Her high school sweetheart from Canada- Alex. She had been in contact with her ever since she moved to the U.S.A. She answered the call and they went on talking for almost quarter of an hour when he told her that he was moving to the U.S. too. He owned a shipping corporation and it was his family business. It was decided that his younger brother would be administering the Canadian part, while he was shouldered the responsibility to look after the more ambitious, newer U.S. endeavor.Cobie felt. He was an older man – not old, per se, but older than any of the twenty- and thirty-somethings in the office. He wasn’t especially good-looking, either. A little paunchy, not a whole lot of toppings on the table. At first Megan assumed he was a client, but then she took stock of two things. First, no one was to schedule any client meetings today. Second, his hand was resting square on Desiree’s plump bottom. ‘Hey, everybody!’ she greeted the crew, cheeks reddening as the whole company saw her. Kbhi kbhi aunty mere liye spcl dishes b bnati thi.Ek din jaab main waapis aaya office se toh drwaja kholne ke baad maine aunty ko dekha aur unke chehre main ek alg si khushi dikh rhi thi. Unhone red color ki silk saari phn rkhi thi jisme wo bahut hi sexy lagg rhi thi, unka blouse bahut hi chota tha jisme se unki cleavge kaafi gahrai tak nazaar aa rhi thi. Unhone mujhe tea ke liya poocha aur maine haan kar di wo tea bnane chli gyi aur main apne room mein jakey fresh ho liya. Fir drawing room.