She smiled with relief when she saw him. He threw his keys on the side table. "Now that’s the kind of reception I always hoped you’d give me." "That’s bad creepy." "And yet you’re happy to see me." "Do you know how boring the internet is after three hours?" "I think you just don’t have the right sites." "You’ll just have to show me, I guess." He pulled her into his arms. "Whatever you want." He kissed her, and she couldn’t deny to herself just how much she had missed him. But she didn’t want him to know. "Wow, you in a tie," she said, stepping back. "I had it on this morning, too." "I was a little sleep-deprived." "Did you catch up on your sleep?" "Yeah, mostly." "Good, you’ll need your energy." "Right, to plan my next steps." "That’s exactly what I meant." He kissed her again. She thought he got better and better at it. She pulled back again. "Did you see the doctor?" "Yes, yes, yes," he said wearily. "I missed an important international call I’d had planned for a week, but I got a clean bill of health.
