Evie was waiting for me at the elevators, behind the row of security so that none of the reporters could sneak onto the upper floors. I lifted Elliot up and held him, also reaching out for Evie’s hand. We entered the elevator and Jason raced in. He shook his head.
“That was ridiculous. I can’t believe you just decided to chill with the reporters.”
Shrugging, I stole a kiss from Evie. “I’m enjoying this…being relaxed. If I could have shown up in jeans without the stock market plummeting, I would have.”
“It absolutely would have dropped by ten points at the very least.” Jason laughed. “You heading up to the top? I’m going to step onto the security floor.”
Nodding, he pressed the Floor 46 and 52 buttons. We waited, and he jumped out and waved before taking off in a sprint. I looked at him
