“Oh. Wow, that—” Suddenly, his gift seemed more meaningful than any kind of flowers a person could give. “That’s a good idea,” I said, trying not to sound as choked up as I felt. “Thank you. You didn’t have to do all this for me, but, yeah, thanks. A lot.”
He nodded and said nothing else, so I took that to mean I was dismissed. “Well…” I blew out a long breath. “I guess I better go in there. Wish me luck.”
“I’ll pick you up a little after five this evening,” he confirmed, his eyes looking slightly panicked.
“All right.” I opened the door before he could change his mind, offering him a wave and a weak smile. Then I was out of there.
I entered through the side way, the one Hayden had always used when I’d been with him, so I could avoid crossing paths with André, the asshole concierge.
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