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She sits quietly at her desk staring intently at her phone. Every night when he calls her to tell her goodnight he promises to call her again the next morning. His morning calls have start to come later and later. She knows this is not a reflection on their relationship. Work has become stressful and busy for everyone- he will squeeze in the call when he can.
She drums her fingers nervously. Trying to concentrate on her work she glances at her computer screen. Her eyes continue to dart back to her phone. She accomplishes nothing. She needs to pee. Darn it all to heck! She doesn’t want to leave her desk- because she knows as soon as she does- he will call and she will miss it.
“You have 0 new calls” the caller ID’s display mocks her.
Her mind wanders back to the month of June. “He’s smothering” she had told her best friend- complaining bitterly. “He calls me several times a day wanting to know what I am doing. And he gets mad if I am not there to answer. I have news for him, the only man I wait by the phone for is Trace Adkins.”
As fate would have it- just a few short months later- a name would be added to the list of men for which she will wait by the phone.
He calls. He is chipper and happy- as always, the sunny spot in her day. Her troubles melt away while they talk and laugh. And when they hang up- her troubles return- like tired demons resting upon her shoulders.
She has work in the field. She goes with a fellow male co-worker. Her boyfriend does not like this man. She hopes that they can go to the field unnoticed. Her boyfriend’s best friend spies them on the way out.
Twenty minutes later she gets the call. He doesn’t fuss at her. He is slicker than that. He tells her he needs her help and wants to know where she is. Alas, she is in the bushes- away from her computer. It is a brilliant move. It makes her think of him the entire time she is in the field. It makes her fret about getting back to the office in time to help him.
When her work is done she makes it back to the office. She sends him a text to let him know she is back in if he still needs her. The obedient girlfriend- she can not help it. He always seems so happy to see her- so happy to talk to her- it is infectious- it is addicting.
He calls her desk- she answers on the first ring.
“You never want me unless I am in the bushes.” She blurts out.
He howls in laughter. For some reason, the things she says, he finds them entertaining. She doesn’t think they are the least bit amusing, she isn’t trying to be funny. But his joy is infectious….it is addicting.
The day is done. They each have chores to do an hour apart from each other. She goes home…does what needs to be done. And waits by the phone- for the call to tell her goodnight. She can not believe she would do this for a man. This is so unlike her…but this man is not ordinary. He is addicting.
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Posted by SimpleSugar on 2009-11-05 18:18:23 | Rating: | Views: 18
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