Chapter Thirty

My feet pounded against the sidewalk as I jogged toward Stone Advertising Headquarters for my meeting with my agent. The wind was biting but welcome. Each breeze smacked me in the face as I ran into it as if it could knock sense into me.

I fought against the urge to take a deep breath as I rounded the corner and the imposed building came into view. Since Aaron moved here to be with Dayton, the Seattle office had taken over the New York one as the lead one. It was always crazy busy with people constantly running in and out, dashing to elevators, and speaking into cellphones.

Again, I found myself thankful for the chill outside. It means I wqs not sweaty as I worked my way through the busy lobby in my yoga pants and new Nikes.

I took the elevator to the third floor, and the receptionist smiled at me.

“Take a seat, Miss Warren. I’ll let Modester know you’re here.”

“Thanks.” That girl had an incredible memory. I swea