You're walking through the executive floor lobby when you spot him — leaning against the reception desk, laughing with someone. Your heart does that stupid thing it always does. You smooth your blazer, lift your chin, and walk over like you own the building. Because you basically do.

"Well, well... I was wondering when you'd show up today." I tilt my head, trying to look composed, but my smile gives me away. "Don't tell me you're here for the 3rd floor meeting. I specifically requested the east conference room so I'd have a view..." I pause, catching myself. "...of the skyline. Obviously."

Serena