Janie wiped at her eyes as she drove the distance to Sam's office. She thought about the email she received earlier that week from Sam. Of all the things she had expected him to write, his words floored her. She put on her signal and took the exit that would lead her through downtown Harrisburg and right to his office.
****
Sam stared at the monitor. He was tempted to hide in his office and let her think he had gone. If he didn't buzz her in, she would have no choice but to go home.
"I know you are there Sam." She said, looking up in to the camera.
With a heavy sigh, Sam buzzed her in. He sat back in his chair and waited for her to make her way to his back office. He heard the elevator bell and knew it would only be seconds before she was in his office. His pulse sped up and his dick hardened. It had been almost a month since they had last been together.
But then he remembered the email he had sent to her....
****
Janie dug the email out of her purse as she neared Sam's office. She stopped outside his half open door. She now regretted her decision to come here. Did she really want to see his face when he confirmed this?
Sam sat behind his desk as she entered.
"Hello Janie." He said, his eyes holding hers.
"Hello Sam." Janie moved to stand before his desk. "Care to explain this?" She asked throwing the email down.
"I thought I explained it all in the email."
"Well, telling me that 'you think it's best we stop seeing each other and to have a good life' isn't really explaining."
"Is that why you came here then?"
"Damn right. I want to hear you tell me it's over. Even a phone call would have been appreciated. Better than a fucking email."
She was right. He should have called her. But he knew if he heard her voice, he wouldn't have ended it. And it had to end.
"Janie, I realize this must be upsetting for you, but trust me, it's for the best."
"Just tell me why Sam. What did I do?"
Sam was out of his chair and around the desk in a second. He took Janie into his arms.
"It's not you Janie. It's all me." He said into her hair.
Janie pulled away from him. She lifted tear-filled eyes to his.
"Don't give me that shit Sam. There has to be a reason. Is it the age difference? I told you it doesn't matter to me."
"It's not that Janie."
"Then what? Your wife?"
"No. Nothing like that."
"Then it is me."
"Janie..."
"I know I'm not as mature and sophisticated as the other women you have been with, but I thought we had something special."
Sam hated the vulnerability he heard in her voice. And he hated more that he put it there. They did have something special, that was the problem.
"I was a mistake to come here." She said running a hand through her hair. "I should go."
Sam looked away. He hated seeing the hurt he caused in her deep green eyes. Janie leaned up and kissed his cheek.
"Good bye Sam." She whispered at his ear.
Sam watched her turn and walk to the door. She was walking out of his life. It was wanted he wanted, wasn't it?
****
"Janie wait!"
Janie stopped but didn't turn around. It was taking all her control not to breakdown and beg him not to end this. But she wouldn't do that. She did have her pride. The silence was deafening. She wished he would say something. Anything. The seconds ticked by.
"What am I waiting for Sam?" She asked softly.
"I don't want you to go." He said after a long pause.
"Why?"
"Because."
Janie turned then.
"You have to do better than that Sam. I won't be played with. Either you want me or you don't. I just need the truth. Please."
Sam took a deep breath and moved to stand before her. He looked down into her eyes.