*Michael*
My driver pulled up to the front of the Express Air Building, and I immediately jumped out to scan the crowd for Shelby.
I lived only a few blocks away from the office, and I left as soon as I’d gotten word that she had been to my office. If I was lucky, maybe I would catch her before she left.
I stood in the middle of the crowded sidewalk and scanned the surrounding street; just across the street, I caught a glimpse of bright red hair. My heart skipped at the chance that It might be her.
My designer dress shoes slapped the pavement hard as I tried to make up the distance between us. I did my best to avoid a collision with the other pedestrians as I ran, but I knew I was doing a poor job of it, hearing the mutters of frustration in my wake.
Despite knowing I was being rude, I pushed myself harder as the gap between Shelby and me started to lessen.
