**Preface: this was not actually written by me. The muse to my previous stories actually found my first 2 chapters and confronted me about them. She was surprisingly quite flattered and admitted to there being a mutual interest. While we were never able to make anything happen, she submitted the below story and gave me permission to share it as the 4th chapter of this series.
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We’re walking down the hill from the hotel where our work conference is being held. It’s the last night I’ll see him before he moves 15 hours away. I’m wearing the dress I know he likes and made a reservation at Mayahuel down the block because I know good Mexican food is his favorite. It’s a “farewell/ thanks for everything/ I really want to fuck you while I can” dinner except he might not realize that last part.
Holden was my first intern five years ago when I wasn’t out of school long myself. We clicked instantly. You know those people who get your jokes and put in the same energy? That’s this guy. He was also cute as hell, but he was married, my intern, and only in town for the summer. He went back to Kansas, and that was it.