I know the feeling. I had a reply waiting in my inbox this morning too. I had forgotten that, when I emailed him, it went from my account at work. And I logged on this morning, and there it was. Sitting in my inbox, just as pretty as you please. I nearly hyperventilated. My cubucle neighbor was looking at me funny. And the conversation went like this:
Her: "Kimmie, what's that look for?"
Me: "Carmine...email...."
Her: "The guy on your desktop? The hot one?"
Me: "Yep. That would be the one."
Her: "Oh, that is just....Stop drooling and get to work.
She is so wicked.