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Mike pushed open the door to the convenience store and walked between the shelves towards the back. He looked at the selections of drinks through the glass doors until he found what he was looking for. An ice-cold Dr. Pepper, just like home. They weren't sold many places in the area, but he had been here long enough to become acquainted with a lot of the local stores and what they had in stock.

As he walked to the checkout line he thought about how much his life had changed. Just a few months earlier, he had still been enjoying the honeymoon phase with his wife, Ashley. Life had been just about perfect back then. Ashley was a bombshell of a strawberry blonde that he had met in a meet-cute fit for a romantic comedy. Her car had gotten a flat, stranding her on the side of the highway in the pouring rain until he had stopped to help. She liked to joke that he had arrived like her knight in shining armor to rescue her. Mike was only twenty-eight while she was three years younger, but after he asked her out that day in the pouring rain, they never looked back, falling for each other hard and fast. Less than a year later, they were married.

Little did he know that perfect life would change overnight. An urgent call from his boss about a disaster with one of their overseas logistics centers. A twelve-hour flight. The rest was history.

His phone buzzed and he pulled it out of the back pocket of his jeans. He smiled at the text. It had been almost two months since he had been able to go home for a quick weekend and he missed his wife terribly.

"I just showed a house out in Centerville," read her text message. Ashley worked as a real estate agent and had been working incredibly hard to get her name out in the business, but it had been tough.

"How'd it go? Think they'll put in an offer?" he texted back.

"Well he spent more time staring at my chest than he did looking around the house, so hard to say," she answered. It was impossible over text to determine her tone, but Mike imagined it in his mind. Ashley was used to turning heads even when she was trying to downplay her impressive rack and like any beautiful woman, he could tell she thrived on the attention even if she wouldn't admit it.

"What were you wearing?" he texted her back as he left the store with his personal treat. He crossed the street quickly while there was a break in traffic and headed towards the small apartment he had been put up in. As he made his way down the busy street, he got a message in response and his heart started fluttering when he saw it was a picture. More specifically, a selfie of Ashley in her car. Her sharp features framed her light blue eyes that he loved so much and her luxurious strawberry blonde hair fell along the left side of her face, nearly covering her left eye. She was wearing a conservative blouse with only the top button undone, but it couldn't hide her sizable chest. Damn, he was jealous of that random guy for being able to check her out in person. He had been just excruciatingly horny lately as he went longer and longer without being with Ashley.

"Damn," he said, "No wonder he couldn't take his eyes off of them."

She sent back an emoji that was rolling its eyes. "I miss you," she told him.

"I crave you so much it's crazy," Mike texted her back. He walked into the apartment building and started up the stairs to the second floor.

"You crave me?" read her next text.

"Yeah," he sent back.

"Does that mean you're going to come home soon?" she answered.

"I wish," he sent back. He would get on a flight that second if his company would give him the time off to go home for a quick trip. The situation here had ended up being much worse than they had expected and his boss had wanted him to stay to personally supervise to be sure they didn't screw it up again. The company had lost a ton of money already on the fiasco, and Mike's boss had assured him that if he could take care of it, he would be looking at a fast track to management, maybe

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