Celeste's focus was fixed ahead. Her phone in one hand, her coffee in the other, and her mind already buried in the long day waiting for her in her office.
She didn't see him at first. Not until her shoulder collided with something solid.
No, someone.
The impact sent a sharp jolt through her, and the lid of her coffee nearly came loose. She steadied it just in time, her brows furrowing as she looked up. And then, she froze.
Landon.
He was the last person she wanted to see this morning, or any morning.
He stood too close. His hand was shoved casually into his pockets, and his mouth curved into that same half-mocking, half-knowing smirk she used to hate even when they were together.
"Still walk like you own the place," he said. "I heard Dominic was the one who got you a position here."
