Chapter 6
“Well, that was perfect timing,” Paul joked as he entered Casey’s office. His hands were much warmer in the sleek running gloves he’d picked out the day before, and his feet didn’t feel like blocks of ice as they had the morning prior. He was sort of surprised he’d actually been able to pick out the right running attire on his own the first time he’d tried, but with some advice from his brother, and a lot of help from a sales associate, he’d walked away with some pretty nice gear.
“Did you run into Kate?” Casey asked, sitting behind what would be the receptionist’s desk, if he found anyone to hire.
“Almost, but then she opened her eyes.” Casey’s eyes widened as Paul grinned, thinking about her walking away from here with a hand over her face. “I guess she stopped by to say hi
