No

As I stare longingly at Alexa, debating whether or not to go over and talk to her, she casts a glance my way. Embarrassed, I rush out of the room and head back to my desk. I dive into my work, pulling out as much as possible so it seems like I'm working if she decides to follow up on the errant glance. Luckily, I dodge that bullet and pretty soon I forget all about it as the day wears on.

As I wrap up my work for the day, I check the clock; 6:45. Better than last night, but obviously not ideal. I stand up and stretch my back, looking around the office. All the rooms are dark except for one, the reception desk where Alexa works. I was shocked to see her here this late, because even though she was a generally late worker, she had never stayed past 5:30. And now, on her birthday of all days, she is staying late. My mind begins to wander as I explore the possibilities as to why. After coming up with some tantalizing options, and some sad ones, I head over to see her and find out for a fact.

I muster up as much enthusiasm as I can as I greet her, "Hey Alexa!"

"Oh, hey James." A seemingly distracted Alexa responds as she returns her head to being buried in her phone.

While this could've easily been perceived as a rude comment, it was clear that something was bothering Alexa. She was only holding the phone in place, and not moving it at all. Hoping to get some prespective on the issue, I moved so I was standing right next to her. Then I bent down so we were both at eye level. From there I could see that she was reading a text from Jeff. It was sent months ago, and said, "We are threw."

Seeing that I read it, Alexa dishearteningly informs me, "He used to bring me a wagon of flowers on my birthday."

I wrap my arm around her shoulders, and say, "Well he didn't deserve you."

Through her tears, Alexa looks up and replies, "You think?"

Now on full motivation mode, I begin firing out compliments, "Of course! You're smart, you're kind, and look at yourself, you're gorgeous!"

Alexa is finally able to control herself, and looks at me, "You think?"

"Any guy would be lucky to have you." I, truthfully, answer her.

A moment of silence passes over us, so I break it as I lean in to kiss Alexa