I don't know what happened, but they're red.

A huge bouquet of blood red roses-two dozen, from the looks of it. When I get to my desk I pluck the card off, ignoring the knowing look from my partner.

Chloe,

Had to go to New York, be back Friday.

Sorry about tonight.

Love, Lex.

The card is in his sharp scrawling script. I crumple it up and toss it into the trash can.

"Boyfriend skip town again?" my editor is staring at the rather embarrassing display that takes up a good portion of my desk.

I smile tightly, "Just a quick business trip."

"I don't know why you take that from him," he says, returning to his office.

"Me too," I say under my breath. I reach for the phone and dial his number.

His secretary informs me that he's gone already, to try his cell.

When I do there's lots of noise at the other end.

"Chloe? Is that you?" he's shouting, he must be on the plane.

"Yeah."

"Listen honey,I can't hear you right now, I'm getting on the plane and it's pretty windy out here. I'll call you before I go to bed tonight. I love you."

"I love you too," I say, though I doubt he can hear it.

I feel a little better once I hang up, just having heard his voice and knowing that he was shouting that he loved me in front of his employees.

Our bed will still be empty tonight, and the night after that. I'll still cry into his pillow and work way longer than I usually would, but his voice helps, because even though we're pretty good at hurting one another, I still love him and he still loves me so it will work out in the end.

A/N: I have some other chapters written (like how they started seeing each other) but they're considerably longer than what I've got so far-more like ten pages than one or two...how would you guys feel about that? I've really only been posting the short ones because I write them between classes and such, while the long ones tend to be hand written so I have to type them up to post them. If you'd be interested though, I'm more than happy to post them. Also, if there's some scenarios you'd like to suggest I'd be more than happy to try to take a stab at them.