He knocked on her door Sunday morning around 9. When she opened, he held up a bag of bread and two cups of coffee.

"Breakfast," he said.

She smiled and let him in. They sat down in her kitchen, eating the bread he had brought along.

"Are you feeling better today?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just needed a day away from the entire world," she answered.
"I know that feeling," he said.
"So how was your date last night?" She asked.
"It was fine. She's a nice girl," he answered.
"Good. That's good for you," she said.

She tried her best not to show him she was hurt. She just wanted him to be happy. He finished his coffee.

"So I'm flying out at noon and there's a lot of promotion this week so I won't be home until late Friday," he said.
"A whole week without you. How will I ever manage?" She asked jokingly.
"Just admit you'll miss me," he said and laughed along with her.
"I will," she said.

"If only you knew how much," she thought.

"I better get going," he said and stood up.
"You need a ride to the airport?" She asked.
"It's alright. I'll take a cab as usual," he said.
"Come on, let me drive you. That's the least I can do after you've saved my drunken ass so many times," she said.
"And what a cute ass that is," he said and laughed.
"I take that as a yes," she said, stood up and grabbed her car keys.

He went inside his apartment and picked up his bag. She drove him to the airport and walked him to his flight.

"You be a good girl this week and stay out of trouble," he said and raised his finger.
"Yes daddy," she said.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around her to hug her goodbye.

"I am, you know... going to miss you," she said.
"Same here," he said.

He released her from the hug and looked at her. He wanted so bad to pull her in and kiss her goodbye.

"See you next weekend," he said and then he took off.