Cameron's POV
Wednesday produced the meeting issue.
There was a point in the mid-afternoon when the calendar was clear—a gap between two calls, forty minutes, the kind of space that usually filled itself with the work that accumulated between scheduled items. I was at my desk. Lucian was at his.
He was on the phone, the work phone, making the kind of call he made on my behalf to manage logistics that didn't require my direct involvement and solving it himself. I could see him but not hear him through the glass.
I looked at a document. Looked at the glass wall. Looked at the document.
This was the situation I'd identified as requiring management. Being in adjacent spaces, aware of each other, with no immediate professional task creating the close distance that it required between us f
