(Reese)
I stood at my desk for a full minute after the door closed.
Not moving. Not reaching for my phone or opening my laptop or doing any of the things I had told him I needed to do. Just standing there with my hands flat on the desk and my composure back in place and my chest doing something I was not going to examine too closely.
He had shown up at my office.
Again.
I pulled out my chair and sat down and opened my laptop and stared at the screen without seeing any of it. The collection files were there, the press confirmations, the venue notes, everything lined up and waiting for my attention the way it always was.
I opened the first file and read the same line three times without it going anywhere useful.
He had walked into my building like he had every right to be there. Had s
