(Zara)
I was coming back from lunch the next day when I saw him standing across from the building.
Ryan. On the public sidewalk opposite the Wolfe Enterprises entrance, hands in his pockets, watching the glass doors like he'd been there a while. The second he spotted me his whole face changed, relief and nerve all at once, and he stepped off the curb toward me before I could decide to turn around.
"Zara." He crossed the street without looking. "I know. I know you told me to stay away. Just give me a minute. One minute, in public, where you're safe. That's all I'm asking."
People moved past us on the sidewalk, badges swinging, coffee in hand. Half of them worked in the building at my back. I could feel the exposure of it, the worst possible place for this, which was probably why he'd ch
