POV- Sara
"Gil? Are you in there?", I asked uselessly, as I already knew he was there. I leaned on the door frame to his office casually.
"Yes, come in Sara.", he said, not looking up from his work yet.
"Can I ask you something?", I asked, trying to hide the concern in my voice, but failing miserably.
"Yes", he said putting down the file he had been studying, "ask away." He said it flatly, but he smiled just at the corners of his lips.
"You want to go out for coffee? It's not a date, just, I need to talk to someone, and I feel closer to you than the counselor here.", I asked nervously. I really wished it was a date, but I couldn't begin to enjoy it with the news I had just received yesterday still fresh in my mind.
He sighed and looked at me. He took off his glasses and tilted his head at me ever so slightly. "I don't, I think,", he sighed again as if to say 'please take back your question now' but surprised me noticeably when he actually said,"Yes."
"Shifts over now, so, you wanna go anywhere in particular?", I said with a fake smile. I should be happy, he cares about what I am going to say.
"How about my place? It will feel less like a date to me then.", he said to me, knowing that I would agree to go wherever he wanted to.
"OK, lets get going.", I said, anxious to get this all over with.