Noon arrived faster than expected.
Ethan had been absorbed in material specifications comparing platinum alloys, calculating stone setting costs, cross-referencing suppliers.
When his phone alarm buzzed, he blinked in surprise.
Sophie glanced over. "Lunch time already?"
"Yeah." Ethan saved his work, standing. "I'll be back in an hour."
"Take your time." Sophie's eyes sparkled knowingly. "Someone is waiting I guess."
Ethan didn't bother denying it. "Thanks, Sophie."
He grabbed his phone, walking toward the elevators.
The forty-seven steps felt different today lighter, easier, anticipation quickening his pulse.
Gabriel's door was closed when he arrived. Ethan knocked.
"Come in."
Gabriel sat at his desk, but he'd clearly been waiting.
His jacket hung on the chair, tie loosened, sleeves rolled.
The moment Ethan entered, he stood.
"Hey," Gabriel said, already smiling.
"Hey." Ethan closed the door, locked it. "So. You have something for me?"
