*Shelby*
After a hasty breakfast, Lauren's words still lingered in my mind. The click of the coffee pot being pulled off of the warmer snapped me back to reality. I set my phone down on the counter and flashed Michael a soft smile. He grabbed a travel mug from the cupboard and poured the remainder of the dark liquid into his cup. While he screwed the lid into place, he leaned over and kissed me quickly on the lips.
“I'm so sorry I don't have time to say much in the way of a goodbye, but thank you for breakfast. I had an emergency meeting with investors pop up last minute," Michael said, slipping his arms through his sport coat.
“That's okay, I understand. Will I see you for dinner?" I asked.
“Yes, you will. I'll make sure I'm home by five at the latest. What are your plans for the day
