I hang up with Harland. I wish I could just forget my feeling and fears. I wish I could be a believer. I want to be a believer. I turn my attention back to my numbers. That is the easiest thing for me to do right now. Ana stops by my office as she leaves at 6:30. She invites me to dinner with her and Christian Saturday night after dress shopping. I tell her I would love to. She says good night and heads out the door. I begin to go through my reports and before I know it it is 8:30. I hear foot steps outside the door and assume it is Henry checking on me, but it is Sawyer.

He is standing at my door with that amazing white t-shirt and dark jeans. He is carrying a bag. I look into those green eyes and once again would love to just fall right into them.

"Max called and said that he was worried that you hadn't eaten." Sawyer said with a smile.

"Oh he was was he, and what did he tell you to bring me." I ask him.

"A chopped salad from Gail. She had extra and told me to take it home. While I was on my way home, Taylor called me because Henry was having a few issues over here with the monitors. Taylor asked me to check it out."

"I see. I was hoping you came just to see me." Holy bravery Batman where did that come from.

"Well truthfully Henry told Taylor you were still here and that is why I brought the food."

"Here you are my lady." As he hands me the salad our hands touch and the calmness washes over me. I take out the salad. He thought of everything. There is a fork and napkin in here.

"You are prepared." I say.

"Yes, ma'am. I was a boyscout." He says with a grin.

I open the salad and begin to pick at the food. I put a little on my fork. It taste absolutely amazing. Wow, how lucky is Ana that this lady is going to be her cook. I find the bravery to look in his eyes. He looks at me and asks, "Why are you here so late tonight?"

"I have a lot of reports that need to be run. I am feeling a little behind."

"Who walks Max while you are here?"

"I have a teenage girl in my building. She is Max's on call babysitter. I believe she likes the quiet time in my apartment. Her mom is a little overbearing."

"Are you almost through," he asks with a shy quietness.

"almost," I say.

"I am going to go check on those monitors for Taylor. Come get me when you are ready to go home."

"I will, and thank you for the salad." I answer.

Wow, I stop for a minute and enjoy the fact that he brought me food. I stop and enjoy the welcome sight of those green eyes. I really want this. It has been so long since I have had this-any version of it. I finish his salad, and print the reports one more time. Month end and Quarter end are next week so I have to be ready. I put everything together and turn off my computer. I take a last look around and grab my stuff. When I get to the security area, he is under the desk. At first all I see are his legs, then I see the rest of him. He has his hands around some wires as I enter.

"I am ready when you are." I tell him.

"Okay, give me a minute. This is more complicated than I thought. Can you hand me the Phillips screw driver? It is the one.." He begins to say.

"I know a Philips screw driver. My mom's third husband was a mechanic so I spent a lot of time around screwdrivers and the like." I proudly answer.

"Sorry, bad habit, assuming girls don't know these things." He answers and blushes as he does.

"Where did you learn wiring," I ask?

"In the service, but I have always been a tech geek." He answers.

"I spent a lot of time taking things apart. I had a make shift work room in the barn where I would tear apart many of my mom's kitchen appliances. Let's just say my dad wasn't too pleased with me." He gives me the sweetest chuckle as he says it.

I smile at the thought of a young Sawyer tearing his Mother's toaster apart. "What kind of ranch did your family have?"

"We have a cattle ranch that has been in our family since 1863. One of my grandfather's was a pioneer who settled there. My feeling is he didn't want to be a part of the civil war and headed out west. Truthfully after what I saw, I don't blame him. When he got out here he found another war between soldiers and Indians. He sided with the Indians and that is how are ranch began." He proudly said.

"Wow that sounds incredible. My real family was supposedly cattle farmers in Ireland."

"Do you know much about them?" He asks.

"Well, I had a health scare when I was 18 so I had a boyfriend with some hacking ability and we found out where she was. She answered the medical information I needed, but didn't want me in her life. Turns out that I am still her big secret. Funny thing is she is on one of those social media sites with her family, but still wants nothing to do with me. I know so sad. I bet it couldn't even get me on Oprah with that." I try to laugh it off, but some nights when I talk about it it really actually hurts.

Sawyer stands up and takes me in his arms. His arms are so big and strong that i feel like I am being wrapped in the most amazing blanket ever. I have never told that story to anyone but Harland. I am now not sorry that I told him because he holds me for what feels like forever, but in that moment it was exactly what I needed. When he unwraps his arms, he pulls my face up by my chin, and says,"I am so sorry. I can't imagine how that hurts."

I am actually stunned into silence. I don't know what to do. Part of me wants to melt into a puddle never to leave his arms, and the other part wants to run. I just opened the door a crack. I have shown him a small part of my soul and the thought of it actually scares me. I put on my best brave face and say, "Really it isn't a big deal."

He just looks at me and I know he sees through me. I know that I am in trouble. I already feel so comfortable that I am telling him the truth. I never told any of the others this fact. This will be another discussion point with Flynn.

He finishes up his work on the monitors, and I sit there watching him work. I try not to talk because I know he is doing important work. When he finally finishes it is almost 11. I am so tired that I have actually fallen asleep sitting there. He gently picks me up and carries me to his car. Some how he has my briefcase and purse balanced on me. I wake up as he is putting me in the passenger's seat. He tells me,"Shh, I just need to check the door. I will be right back." I fall right back to sleep.

"Angelica, wake up. We have made it to your block. Which one is yours?"

"I am in building 725."

"Okay, will you be okay to walk?" he asks.

"Yes, I will. Thank you for dinner and the company." I answer

"Maybe we could do it again-Friday night or Sunday?" he inquires.

"I have no plans for Friday or Sunday." I tell him.

"How about Sunday? Maybe we could go for a hike and a picnic?" He suggests.

"That sounds perfect." I say. "Good night Sawyer."

"Good night Angelica."

I go into the house and fall asleep immediately. I dream of those warm arms around me.

Tomorrow morning comes way too early. Max is up and ready to go. God it is only Wednesday. I work to make myself look awake. I put on my black dress because it is a perfect fall back outfit. I finally get myself out the door. Tonight Harland is coming over for dinner. I have to remember to get something for our evening maybe a bottle of wine. Thursday I have my appointment with the good Dr.

When I get to work, Claire asks me if I would be up for drinks with her and a few of the people from the office. I totally say yes. That is just what I need. The day drags because I am so tired. Finally I am out the door. I get home take Max for a walk. I pick up a bottle of white wine and some chinese take out.

Harland comes through the door looking as daper as ever in his classic black suit. He always brings me flowers. This time he brought a nice lily bouquet. Max runs right to him.

"So, tell me did you have hot bathroom sex with your security guard today." He is laughing as he finishes the statement.

"Actually I didn't see him at all today." I answer and even I am confused by my answer.

"hmmm...Did you scare him off."

"No, actually last night, he brought me dinner and we talked a little. I told him about Colleen's family being farmers, and how she doesn't want contact with me even now." I wait to see his reaction.

"You told him?" The confusion is all over his face."You never talk about it." He is trying to understand.

"I can't explain it. It is either I am completely relaxed or I have a nervous condition where I can't stop talking." I try to explain this but it definitely isn't working so I do the only thing I can. I change the subject. "How is Gabriel?" Talk about Gushing. He tells me all about last night's date and how he slept over and he is so in love. Geez if I had a quarter for every time I heard that phrase I would be living in Belize selling coconuts to the tourists. I just smile because I don't believe in love and he believes in it too much.

We finish dinner. Then we take Max for a walk. I tell him that I am pretty tired from last night, so would he mind if I called it a night. He said that would be no problem because Gabriel is waiting on him. We hug good night and he is off. I change into my pjs and head to bed. I am laying there when I get a text.

Sawyer: Sorry I wasn't around today. Christian needed me at Grey House. I am cross training because when they are on the Honeymoon Taylor will be going and I will be looking over security in his absence. How was your day?

Me: Good, How was yours?

Saywer: It was okay except I missed you.

Me: Flattery will get you everywhere

Sawyer: I will make a note. Did yo work late?

Me: Nope tonight was dinner with Harland

Saywer: Should I be jealous?

Me: No I am not his type. We have been friends since Harvard.

Saywer: Okay..Hope it is okay that I might get jealous.

Me: Actually I think I liked the thought.

Sawyer: Glad to hear it, well since I kept you up late last night, I should probably let you get to sleep.

Me: Good night.

Sawyer Good night.