Suddenly I regretted the outburst, as it wasn’t very professional. I seemed to have shouted his name a little louder than even I expected, but it was just so good to see him.
With the click of the door closing behind me, it alerted me to the fact that we were alone, so I walked forward toward his desk.
“I can’t believe it’s you.” I chuckled. “How are you?”
“Fine,” Jace replied, fairly unmoved by my appearance. “Take a seat, Miss. Miller.”
Miss. Miller? Surely we knew each other better than for all of these formalities? Even though my heart was singing at seeing him again, I sat in the chair in a confused fashion, as he took a seat at his desk.
Did he not recognise me? But that was silly, because surely he couldn’t mistake who I was.
“So, Miss. Miller, have you brought a
