Hector

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It had been a long day in the office, a long week in fact. Seconds past by like hours. Hours passed by like days. But in the end, I knew I would go home to him- the love of my life, my soul mate, my happiness. I dreamed about him as I filed my paperwork, I lusted over the thought of spending the evening with him and all the things we would do together. Rose petals, candles and champagne but most importantly- just being with him. I cannot put into words the feelings I have for this man and how proud I am of him and his achievements. In amongst all the chaos, drama and business that is his work, he always finds the time to treat me as his queen and for that I am forever in his debt.

I go to my bag to unpack my lunch, to my surprise I find a note- "To my sweet princess, roses are red, violets are blue but there is no flower on this Earth as special as you. Went times get tough, remember I am never far. Whether it's day or night, you will always be my star.- With all my love, Hector."

Little things like this are what gets me through the day. I'm a borderline slave to my boss.

"Gather my belongings, file this, print that, where is my coffee?" He protests.

I don't bloody know, that's far from my job description. I'm all for going the extra mile but there's a difference between a mile and a marathon! No matter how many challenges lay in my path, I always know I am safe as long as I've got Hector. Often after a 12 hour shift, the fire is lit, dinner is made, the house is clean and there he is- sitting at the table with a bottle of wine and a shoulder to cry on. What more could any woman want. 

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 25, 2016 ⏰

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