And after their working hours, Diana always found Maxim in his office.
Sometimes, he would be reading a book. Not the kind of smutty books she read in her spare time. He stuck to his reputation and read professional stuff.
Sometimes, he would be taking care of the succulents in his office, and sometimes, he would be staring at the empty photo frame.
Coincidence or not, pretty much every time she would bump into him and he would drive her back to her place.
She avoided conversations with him by putting on the earpods and listening to music at full volume when she sat in his car but hell if her skin did not tingle with every gaze he spared her way.
On the fourth day of 'ignore Maxim at work', Diana's center of focus shifted from Maxim for some time when she saw a familiar face lurking near the hallway of Maxim's office.
He was the same middle-aged man who had been lurking here a few days ago.
