Marcus showed up at my desk the day before Lydia and I were to set off for Paris . I blushed and fluttered around him like a schoolgirl when he asked to play the game I had given him. It was a bit embarrassing, but that only made me blush more. I felt so connected to this man and I wasn’t sure if he felt it too or if it were all just a simple game to him.
I took his hand and lead him to my room where I had the console for the game. We spoke of inconsequential things like my room, Pia , Lydia and the upcoming trip to Paris as I showed him the game and we learned how to play together. His eyes were a distraction and I played poorly, but somehow still beat him.
He mentioned briefly how he’s been alone, I ached to touch him, to offer comfort in some form. Hell, even just to give him a hug. I was able to make him smile and even laugh a little, however. I hoped I brightened his day just a little at least.
All too soon he had to go, but he did mention he was looking forward to a rematch. I watched him walk away with a huge grin on my face.
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