Two hearts, many miles apart, find each other in this sapphic, age gap, workplace romance. Unobtainable doesn't make me want her any less. Four years ago, the most perfect woman virtually walked into my life. With her wit, kindness, and kindred spirit to my own, I fell instantly. Hook, line, and sinker. Only things not so perfect? I'm her boss. She's nearly 3,000 miles away. And very taken. By a man who doesn't seem to see her the way I do. Now, with every verbal banter exchanged between us, and the way we watch each other over our virtual meetings, I wonder if she feels the same. But she couldn't possibly want me in the same way. I tell myself this day in and out. It never stops the yearning in my heart. Or the way my soul springs alive with hope when she comes to me to tell me she's having problems at home. Am I doomed to perpetual unrequited love? Or is there something here?