…except the middle east,” he replied to her.
She was dumbfounded. She was completely stunned by his blunt answer. She sat silently for a moment trying to take in everything this meant.
“You seem surprised,” he broke the silence. “When have you ever known me not to give you a straight answer?”
He had a point. Whenever they had talked, he made it clear his intentions. She didn’t quite understand the depth of his feelings until that moment, however.
“Are you going to say anything or just stare at me with your jaw on the floor?” he asked, teasingly.
“So let me get this straight,” she started.
“Uh-oh,” he said.
“Shut up and let me finish,” she told him. “You’re saying, after us primarily talking in text and messages for the past few months, spending just a couple of days in person together, and only last night together…you’d drop everything to be with me in Chicago?”
“Last night was pretty amazing though,” he laughed.
“That isn’t the point,” she snapped.
“Okay, you want me to be serious then?” he asked in the form of a statement. He continued, “Yes. Because what we have is undeniable. And I would have come to Chicago a lot earlier if I could have been sure it just wasn’t some freak thing in an unusual moment that would fade away with time. The connection was there before we could be together, and then there was last night. Last night sealed it for me. Besides, I love deep-dish,” he said.
“Deep-dish? There is more to moving halfway across the country than pizza,” she said trying to sound angry, but stifling a laugh.
“Deep-dish is pretty amazing though,” he laughed.
“You’re crazy!” she said.
“Crazy for you,” he countered.
She then started belting out the Madonna song Crazy For You, and laughed as she fell back onto the bed beside him. He was laughing too. Then silence overtook the room as he stared into her eyes. He brushed a stray strand of her hair from her face and kissed her.
She pulled away after a few seconds and asked, “Are you really serious?”
“Look, I don’t need you. I want you. Going after what I want is what I do. If that freaks you out, and you want to run away, then I will not chase you. But if you lead me to you I will follow,” he told her.
They kissed again. After a few minutes, she again pulled away.
“So what if things don’t work out and then you’re in some city away from your home. Do you really think you’d be willing to accept that?”
“I can make a life anywhere. If I go there, and we don’t work, I can either stay if I like it, or go somewhere else. Maybe I’ll just move to wherever your sister lives,” he said as he made his evil joking grin.
“Asshole!” she exclaimed falsely as she moved in to kiss him again.
This time, there were no interruptions. They kissed and things progressed as they do when two lovers are kissing in bed. The morning’s passion was even more intense than the previous night’s. After both were completely satisfied, and on the verge of exhaustion, she looked over at her clock and realized she was running late.
“I’m going to get in the shower, I can’t be late again,” she told him.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about yesterday,” he said. “I didn’t know that so much time had passed by while we were talking at that coffee shop.”
“I’d ask you to join me, but I really need to hurry,” she told him.
“I know,” he said as he laughed. “I’m going to shower back at the hotel. I’ll just grab my clothes wherever they are and get a cab.”
“I’ll drop you off, it’s on the way,” she offered.
“Okay, as long as it is on the way. Have you seen my pants?” he called to her.
“Try behind the couch,” she answered back from the shower.
“Got it, thanks!” he shouted.
“Found your Spanx!” he shouted.
“What? I don’t wear Spanx!” she yelled.
“I was messing with you!” he shouted back.
She walked out of the shower and dropped her towel. He instinctively turned away.
“Nothing you didn’t see last night. And this morning,” she teased him.
“I know, but you are getting dressed, it is just a respect thing,” he defended.
“Well, I think it would be more respectful for you to look,” she said.
“And more frustrating all day,” he told her.
“Exactly!” she smiled.
She got dressed and they headed back to his hotel. She kissed him deeply as he opened the door to her car.
“To the ends of the Earth?” she asked him.
“Definitely. Except the middle east. No offense to anyone there, just scares me,” he answered with a half-smile.
“You’d go there too for me,” she said.
“Oh, don’t you have an ego?” he joked with her as he climbed out of the car.
She smiled as he shut the door.
He walked in to the hotel and went to his room. He took a shower and sat down on the hotel bed. He grabbed his cell phone. He called his company’s switchboard and asked for the HR manager of the Chicago office. Once connected, he asked for a meeting, informing her who he was and what he did for the company in Seattle.
The HR manager told him she had an hour open in 30 minutes.
He took the meeting and thanked her. He ended the call and rushed to get dressed in the best suit he brought. He was ready in about 15 minutes. Luckily, his hotel was only a 5 minute walk from the office.
The meeting went great and he could tell that she was really impressed with him. They began talking about him transferring his current position, but the HR manager informed him the Vice President of Product Development in Chicago was leaving, and that he would be a perfect fit.
He signed the offer letter including a massive pay raise, and the equivalent of the position he coveted in Seattle but knew he likely would not get any time soon.
He walked out of the office building and got a text.
“Call me?” it said.
He smiled at his phone because he couldn’t wait to tell her the good news.
“Hello, I’m so glad you called!” she said.
“What’s going on?” he asked her.
“Did you really mean that thing you said? About following me to the ends of the Earth?” she asked.
“Yeah, in fact-” he started before she cut him off.
“I’m being transferred to Tel Aviv.” she said.