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attuned to since she had been with Laurent was how her body responded to him.
With everything else in her life being in her head, the way her body reacted to
him, his voice, his touch, even the simplest of looks, when it came to Laurent,
the way she physically responded was something she couldn’t will into being one
way or another. It was as clear this evening as it was the last time she went
out with Mark. Sam loved Mark as a friend. Nothing more, which was a relief. As
much as she protested to Laurent that was the case, there was a tiny part of
her that wasn’t 100% sure. But now that she was actually there with Mark, she
had no more doubt.
He was talking with the bartender,
an attractive woman in her 20s who seemed to be enjoying his attention and
conversation. He was a handsome guy and as sweet as they come. Sam came up
behind him and put her hand on his back as she smiled and greeted him softly,
“Hi Mark.” He grinned as he turned to her, stood up and planted a kiss on her
lips, then pulled her into a warm hug.
He whispered into her ear, “Hi
yourself, Sam,” as they embraced. When they let go, he held her for a moment to
just look at her and then said with a tinge of sadness, “You look great, Sam.”
As if he was disappointed that she looked as good as she did. The last time he
had seen her was at the Goldies, and she had looked, and been a mess.
“Thanks, Mark. You do too. You
always do though.” He smiled at this, grabbed his drink and turned to walk with
her to the table. Sam could see the bartender’s disappointed look as Mark
didn’t offer more than a brief wave goodbye. She couldn’t help but feel a
little bit of smug satisfaction that in this town where youth rules, the cute
20-something bartender didn’t have anything on the almost-40 Sam.
When they got to the table, Mark
smiled warmly, “I’m glad you reached out, Sam.”
Sam was so relieved to hear this,
she returned his smile, “Me too, Mark, me too.” Sam figured she had to address
the elephant in the room, “I know, after our last dinner…” she trailed off and
he shrugged.
“Hey, let’s not go there, ok?
I’m pretending that never happened,” he chuckled, “And until now, I’d convinced
myself it hadn’t.” Sam laughed.
“Ok, fair enough. Well, truth
be told, I also wanted to get together because I know we’re both pitching for
the TimeCap account and I wanted to make sure that we were ok before an agency
was chosen.” Sam paused, looked down and then continued, “I don’t like it being
weird with us, Mark. There aren’t too many people in this industry I trust, so
I want to make sure that regardless of how this pitch goes, or anything else,
that we’re good.”
Mark smiled, rolled his eyes and
shook his head.
“What? Does that mean we’re
not good?” Sam worried.
He chuckled again, “No, Sam, it
means that on top of everything else, you’re a good person too.”
“Annnd, that’s a bad thing?”
“You make it really hard for
me to convince myself that I wasn’t a complete idiot for not trying to go after
you earlier, before Laurent Román.” He said with a lopsided smile.
“I was wondering how long it
would be before you brought his name up.”
Mark shrugged, “so, things are
still, um, good with you two? I just saw a picture of the two of you last week
at the premiere of one of the new series on his network, so I assume you’re
still together?”
Sam sighed and thought how weird it
was talking about her relationship. It was weird talking about it period, but
even odder with Mark, “Yeah, everything’s good. It’s great, actually. Though
it’s weird that there are pictures of me in the trades. I haven’t gotten used
to that yet.”
“Yeah, I know you’ve never
been one for the spotlight.” they both chuckled, then he added, “I’m happy for
you, Sam, honest I am. You deserve to be happy.”
“Thank you, Mark. That means a
lot. Ok, so let’s see, I think
attuned to since she had been with Laurent was how her body responded to him.
With everything else in her life being in her head, the way her body reacted to
him, his voice, his touch, even the simplest of looks, when it came to Laurent,
the way she physically responded was something she couldn’t will into being one
way or another. It was as clear this evening as it was the last time she went
out with Mark. Sam loved Mark as a friend. Nothing more, which was a relief. As
much as she protested to Laurent that was the case, there was a tiny part of
her that wasn’t 100% sure. But now that she was actually there with Mark, she
had no more doubt.
He was talking with the bartender,
an attractive woman in her 20s who seemed to be enjoying his attention and
conversation. He was a handsome guy and as sweet as they come. Sam came up
behind him and put her hand on his back as she smiled and greeted him softly,
“Hi Mark.” He grinned as he turned to her, stood up and planted a kiss on her
lips, then pulled her into a warm hug.
He whispered into her ear, “Hi
yourself, Sam,” as they embraced. When they let go, he held her for a moment to
just look at her and then said with a tinge of sadness, “You look great, Sam.”
As if he was disappointed that she looked as good as she did. The last time he
had seen her was at the Goldies, and she had looked, and been a mess.
“Thanks, Mark. You do too. You
always do though.” He smiled at this, grabbed his drink and turned to walk with
her to the table. Sam could see the bartender’s disappointed look as Mark
didn’t offer more than a brief wave goodbye. She couldn’t help but feel a
little bit of smug satisfaction that in this town where youth rules, the cute
20-something bartender didn’t have anything on the almost-40 Sam.
When they got to the table, Mark
smiled warmly, “I’m glad you reached out, Sam.”
Sam was so relieved to hear this,
she returned his smile, “Me too, Mark, me too.” Sam figured she had to address
the elephant in the room, “I know, after our last dinner…” she trailed off and
he shrugged.
“Hey, let’s not go there, ok?
I’m pretending that never happened,” he chuckled, “And until now, I’d convinced
myself it hadn’t.” Sam laughed.
“Ok, fair enough. Well, truth
be told, I also wanted to get together because I know we’re both pitching for
the TimeCap account and I wanted to make sure that we were ok before an agency
was chosen.” Sam paused, looked down and then continued, “I don’t like it being
weird with us, Mark. There aren’t too many people in this industry I trust, so
I want to make sure that regardless of how this pitch goes, or anything else,
that we’re good.”
Mark smiled, rolled his eyes and
shook his head.
“What? Does that mean we’re
not good?” Sam worried.
He chuckled again, “No, Sam, it
means that on top of everything else, you’re a good person too.”
“Annnd, that’s a bad thing?”
“You make it really hard for
me to convince myself that I wasn’t a complete idiot for not trying to go after
you earlier, before Laurent Román.” He said with a lopsided smile.
“I was wondering how long it
would be before you brought his name up.”
Mark shrugged, “so, things are
still, um, good with you two? I just saw a picture of the two of you last week
at the premiere of one of the new series on his network, so I assume you’re
still together?”
Sam sighed and thought how weird it
was talking about her relationship. It was weird talking about it period, but
even odder with Mark, “Yeah, everything’s good. It’s great, actually. Though
it’s weird that there are pictures of me in the trades. I haven’t gotten used
to that yet.”
“Yeah, I know you’ve never
been one for the spotlight.” they both chuckled, then he added, “I’m happy for
you, Sam, honest I am. You deserve to be happy.”
“Thank you, Mark. That means a
lot. Ok, so let’s see, I think
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