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Like he already knew something I didn’t.
The businessman kept talking
Introducing.
Explaining.
I barely heard him.
Because now I was focused.
On Marcus.
On the way he stood.
On the way he looked at me.
Direct. Steady.
No unnecessary smiles.
“So how do you know Lydia?” I asked because the older man that introduced us said Marcus is also Lydia acquaintance.
Straight. 1
No detours.
Marcus didn’t hesitate.
“She’s important to me.”
Simple.
Clean.
But it landed heavier than it should have.
Important.
I let out a small breath.
“She always was.”
That slipped out before I could stop it.
Or maybe I didn’t try to stop it.
There was a pause.
Not awkward.
Just… full.
//
The kind of silence where too much is understood without being said.
Marcus held my gaze for a second longer.
No tension you could point at.
Just two men standing in the same space, both aware of the same woman.
In very different ways.
At some point, Marcus checked his watch.
“I should get going.”
I nodded.
“Yeah.”
He looked at me once more.
Not long.
Just enough.
“Good meeting you, Dave.”
“You too.”
Then he left.
I watched him go.
Didn’t even try to hide it.

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