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would expect me to be touched, comforted, flattered. I could do that.
                  I was about to go find him and thank him, but I wasn't sure if that was the right move.  Should I thank him, or wait for him to approach me?  I felt awkward suddenly, like...like we had just been on a date and I was trying to decide if it was too early to call.  Call...
                  I picked up my phone and dialed his extension.  He picked up on the first ring, “You've got Mick.”
                  I giggled.  Why the hell did I giggle?  “Mick, hi it's Estelle.  I just wanted to thank you for the gorgeous flowers.  I can't believe you did that.  They're...they're  incredible, thank you.”
                  “Estelle, you are very welcome.  I'm glad you liked them.  I've just been thinking about you all morning, even with your loss, you've shown up and worked hard. Most people don't have that kind of strength. I thought you deserved something beautiful to look at.”
                  I smiled.  I had no idea why I was smiling, we were on the phone, he couldn't see me.  And I felt jittery...excited.  Oh good God, was I getting a crush on Mick?  I mean Slick?  This was bad, even in my head I was starting to refer to him by his real name.
                  What was the matter with me?  Admittedly, he was saying some very nice things, but they weren't what he really thought. A little flattery wasn't reason enough to suddenly forget this man's true colors, was it?  No.
                  You will not forget who you're dealing with here.  This man will do anything for a sale.
                  I wiped the smile off my face and sat up straight in my chair.  My voice back to it's normal tone I said, “I don't want to keep you away from your many clients.  I just wanted to say thank you.”
                  “You're very welcome, Estelle.  I'm glad I could make you smile.”
     
                  I was shutting down my computer at the end of the day when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around to see Slick grinning at me.  Out of reflex I looked behind me.  I still wasn't used to him smiling at me.  “What?”  I asked, in a tone that was less friendly than I'd planned.
                  Slick picked up on my brusqueness and his smile dropped.  “I didn't mean to bother you.  Are you in a rush to leave?”
                  I was in a rush to get home to my couch and my Netflix, but I wasn't going to tell him that.  “No, not at all, I was just surprised to see you.  I thought you'd left a while ago.”
                  He shook his head.  “Nope.  I thought I might have an early night, but I got a call a few minutes ago.  A new client, she wants to see some homes tomorrow, so I'm off to preview some listings tonight.” 
                  His expression made me think he was about to ask me for a favor.  “Let me guess, you need me to pull up some listings for you?”  I took my bag off my shoulder and started to turn my computer back on.
                  He reached out and took my arm before I reached the power button.  “No, of course not.  I wouldn't ask you to do that now, when you're almost off work.”  I raised an eyebrow at him.  Possibly he'd lost his short term memory, since he'd had me pull last minute listings twice the week before.  He caught my expression and chuckled.  “Okay, so maybe I have asked you to do that before, but I wouldn't think of doing that now.”  He softened his voice, “Not with everything you've been through lately.”
                  Standing up straight, he clapped his hands together, his voice full of enthusiasm, “Now, back to what I wanted to ask you...I thought you might want to take a spin with me and check out some houses?”
                  He looked unsure of