Chapter 11
MickyNow that I had met Nick, I realized how often our paths could have crossed before. One day, I saw him from a distance at the coffee shop near our building. The next, I saw him walking across the lobby with colleagues on my way back from lunch.
Today, I stepped into the elevator to head home, and there he was, descending from the floors above. As soon as the doors opened, my gaze was drawn to his. The clarity of his green eyes shocked my system, pushing my heart rate up as if I were taking the stairs. I stepped into the elevator and turned to press the button for the first floor. My destination was already alight.
I hadn't heard anything from him in the several days since our non-date and, after how I left things, hadn't expected a call. I had decided it was for the best
