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“I am Maggie.”
Foolishly, I stretch my hand and shake hers, “I am Max.”
“I know that.” She smiles again and it does things to my heartbeat.
A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.
I think I might have a slight thing for her.
I am not going to do anything about it, nor am I going to tell anyone about it, but the least I can do is acknowledge it to myself.
I’m falling for Maggie.
As the days go by, I work to make amends with Maggie and I start to see a different side of her.
She’s kind, and I find myself enjoying her company more and more each day. We don’t spend a lot of time talking, but the few minutes spent when she comes by are honestly the most enjoyable of my days.
I even find myself looking forward to them.
“So,” I say, turning to Maggie. “How are you enjoying your time on the yacht?”
She smiles, looking content. “I love it,” she says. “I’ve met so many interesting people, and I’m having a great time. It took me a few days to get my sea legs, but once that happened, I have been having a great time. This is a whole new experience for me.”
I nod, impressed. “That’s amazing,” I say. “You seem so confident and at ease here. I wouldn’t have even thought you were struggling with sea sickness as much as I was.”
She shrugs. “I met the nicest person on this trip. Her name is Hilda and she works with me and she has been helping a lot,” she says. “I’ve learned a lot, and I am enjoying my time here.”
Surprisingly enough, I want to say to her, I am enjoying my trip a lot more than I thought I would. But it’s not because of aHilda.It is because of you.
Maggie is my Hilda.
She is the first person I see every morning, and the last person I interact with every evening.
She is my Hilda.
But of course, I don’t say that.
I decided to nod instead.
I don’t say anything at all.
Over the next few days, I work on the investment deal with the Wheelers and I can feel it getting closer. I am hopeful and I am highly convinced that I will be able to close this deal before we dock.
This trip was a lot more than I bargained for and I am so happy Finn got me to do it, despite the slight food poisoning.
In fact, the food poisoning fiasco brought Maggie right back into my horizon after all.
Chapter 6
Maggie
Ifyouwouldhavetold me a few days ago that Max, the same man who has been popping up randomly and antagonizing the ever living shit out of me, is a gentleman, I would have laughed it off.
If you would have told me that I would meet the kindest, most bubbly human on a work trip, I would have scoffed before I met Hilda. She is the first person I have made friends with since Poppy. I haven’t been able to make new friends or talk to anyone else about her. I don’t want to burden them with my sadness, and I don’t want to relive the pain of her loss. But the grief is still there, always lingering in the back of my mind.
If I had the money, I would definitely pay for the grief counselling which I so obviously need.
Hilda is still going on and on about a fisherman she once hooked up with, but I tune her out and discreetly pick up my phone.
