With a jolt, the elevator began to descend. Matt hurried to stand, stooped to grab his jacket, and offered Roxie a hand. “He’s done it,” he said, relieved. A smile eased across his face and he stifled a laugh. “I knew he would. God, I love that man.”
“How do you know he’s even here?” Roxie still wasn’t buying Matt’s confession—she told him she needed proof, and the stunts Vic pulled in the gym’s weight room didn’t count. She was convinced he and Matt had some sort of running joke going, and she wasn’t about to fall for it. Shaking Matt’s hand free from hers, she groused, “I bet the power’s come back on—”
“The lights are off,” Matt pointed out.
Roxie glared at the red emergency bulb as if it were to blame for the outage. “Yeah, well,” she began, but apparently she had nothing to add t
