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The Distance Between Us
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2026-01-08 20:47:25The next morning, I walked into the office with a decision already made.
I was going to avoid him. Avoid Jayden Roberts. Avoid whatever magnetic, dangerous pull he had on me. Avoid the memory of his voice whispering, “You have no idea how hard you are to stay away from.” Because I couldn’t afford to feel anything for him—not when my life was already falling apart. So I kept my head down. Answered him with short yes-or-no responses. Used email as much as I could. Didn’t look at him longer than necessary. It was survival. But the moment I handed him a report through the crack of his office door without stepping inside, his voice turned cold enough to frost glass. “You may enter the office, Ms. Sanders. I don’t bite.” His tone made it sound like he wanted to. I swallowed. “I’m trying to keep things professional.” “Professional,” he echoed, jaw tightening. “Interesting choice of word.” I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. Instead, I turned and walked back to my desk in silence. Wrong move. He hated that. Within an hour, the air in the office shifted—tension creeping across the room like static electricity. Jayden’s irritation became everybody’s fear. He slammed his pen. Shut his laptop harder than necessary. Corrected people with a sharpness that made even department heads flinch. And every time someone tried approaching my desk, his eyes snapped up like a warning shot. --- Chloe slid into the chair beside me around midday and whispered, “Okay… what did you do to him?” “What?” I blinked. She nodded toward the glass office. “He’s in the worst mood of the year.” I shrugged, pretending to type. “Maybe he woke up upset.” “Melissa,” she hissed, leaning closer, “he hasn’t glared at the staff this much since the merger. And he keeps staring at you like he wants to strangle anyone who breathes near you.” Heat crept up my neck. “Chloe, you’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She raised a brow. “Because the man nearly vaporized Mark for walking past your desk too slowly.” I pressed my lips together. I didn’t want to admit it, but she was right. He was restless. I could feel it. Like a storm pacing behind glass. Avoiding him wasn’t working. If anything, it was provoking him. --- I was printing documents when I heard a voice that made my stomach drop. “Melissa.” I turned—and my heart stopped. Andrew stood near my desk. My husband. Or… ex-husband. Or whatever we were now. He was holding a brown paper bag, face unreadable. He looked exhausted, but the bitterness in his eyes felt sharper than ever. “What are you doing here?” My voice cracked. He shrugged casually. “Came to drop off the hair cream you forgot at the salon. And maybe talk—if you can spare a minute.” Chloe’s eyes widened from her desk. A few coworkers glanced over, whispers already starting. I felt my face heat with embarrassment. “Andrew, this isn’t the place—” “I tried calling,” he said, lifting the bag. “Thought maybe seeing me in person would make you less… cold.” His words twisted in my chest. I opened my mouth to respond— But suddenly, a shadow blocked the light behind me. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. Jayden. He stood so close I felt his presence like a temperature change. When his voice came, it was quiet, controlled, and lethal. “You have five seconds to leave this floor.” Andrew stiffened. “Excuse me?” Jayden stepped forward, eyes like steel. “You heard me.” “This is between me and my wife,” Andrew snapped. “Ex-wife,” Jayden corrected coldly. “And she’s on company time. You’re trespassing.” My breath caught. “Jayden—” He didn’t look at me. Only at Andrew. Something in Andrew’s expression cracked. He tossed the bag at my desk. “Fine,” he spat. “Keep pretending you’re the victim.” Before I could respond, Jayden moved again—not touching me, but stepping in front of me just slightly, like a shield. “If you come here again without authorization,” he said calmly, “I’ll have security escort you out permanently.” Andrew scoffed, but there was fear in his eyes. “Unbelievable.” Then he left. Silence swallowed the office. When I finally exhaled, Jayden turned to me, eyes dark. “Are you alright?” he asked. But the tone wasn’t unfamiliar. It wasn’t gentle. It was angry. I straightened. “You didn’t have to threaten him.” Jayden’s jaw clenched. “He had no right to be here.” “He just wanted to talk.” “And I don’t want him near you.” His voice was sharp. Possessive. It stirred something in me I shouldn’t feel. “Why?” I whispered. He stepped closer, standing barely inches from me. “Because someone should protect you,” he said softly. “Since he failed.” My breath hitched. This was dangerous. Too dangerous. I backed up. “This is inappropriate.” Heat shot through my chest. “Jayden, please. Not here.” Something flickered in his eyes at the sound of his name—something raw and unguarded. He stepped back. Barely. But enough to breathe again. “Come to my office,” he said. “Now.” I followed him, heart pounding. --- Inside, he closed the door and leaned against the desk. “Why were you avoiding me today?” I swallowed. “Because yesterday… scared me.” “Good.” His voice was a low rumble. “It scared me too.” My breath caught. He studied me, gaze traveling from my face downward— And then his eyes froze. “Where is your necklace?” My hand flew to my bare collarbone. I had taken it off this morning, thinking the distance might help calm everything between us. “I… forgot it,” I lied. Jayden’s expression darkened. “No. You didn’t.” I felt my heartbeat in my throat. His voice softened dangerously. Like a warning wrapped in velvet. “Don’t hide from me, Melissa.” The room was suffocating with tension. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away. I needed to get out. So I whispered, “May I return to work now?” He didn’t answer for several seconds. Then: “Go.” I left before he could see how affected I was. --- During my break, I sat alone in the empty break room, clutching a bottle of water I wasn’t drinking. My hands trembled with the pressure of everything—Andrew, Jayden, the divorce, the confusion, the heat. I just needed a moment to breathe. A moment of quiet. My phone buzzed. I exhaled shakily and checked it. A message from Andrew. > So you’ve moved on to your boss now. That explains why you were acting so distant. My heart dropped. The edges of the world blurred. I felt the sting of tears again—not because I loved him, but because the accusation hurt in a way I didn’t expect. Because I hadn’t moved on. Because I didn’t understand what was happening to me either. My fingers tightened around the phone. I closed my eyes. And for the first time, I didn’t know who I was crying for anymore. Andrew… or Jayden. 
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