Robin clutched the bag in her hand a little tighter as the elevator came to a stop. She stepped out into the lobby of Tony’s executive offices. The receptionist was speaking into her headset, so she just lifted her hand in a greeting and walked to Tony’s office.
Her stomach twisted itself into painful knots, and she could barely breathe. As she got closer to the double doors leading to his outer office, she felt like they lay suddenly farther away. A cold sweat broke out on her upper lip.
She’d dressed carefully this morning, choosing a long navy blue pencil skirt and gray cashmere sweater. Now she wished she’d worn something cooler, or maybe layers so she could shed some heat. Thankfully, she’d thought to pin her hair up, so at least that wasn’t suffocating her.
She noticed the tremble
