It was 8:47 when I smeared on my lipstick and ran out the door with my heels in my hand. The door almost closed and locked on me when I remembered my keys were still on the hook. I jumped back in my apartment and the lock snagged a long run in my hose. No time to change them, I tried to pull my skirt down a little bit to cover it. I was a total mess for my second day at the new job.
I hit the elevator button and slipped my shoes on as the door opened. I looked up and saw Jack staring at the rip on my leg, his eyes widened and I could tell we both were remembered vividly how I showed him what I could do with my throat in the community gym last week. “In a hurry?” he said. His dark eyes seemed to look right through me.