Power Lines
with the soft gray of late autumn. Noah stepped into the office feeling differe
ngering stares. But something had shifted. They'd eaten together, side
Noah arrived, flipping through a pr
usual," Ethan sai
s 7:
inst the paper. "The old
impress you. Didn't
n. "On the contrary, Mr. Reyes. Your unpredict
Noah muttered, making
he usual rhythm. Efficient, wordless, professional. But under it, Noah could feel the tension
sharp as always. "Yes?... No, move the pitch to next week
n was tight, focused. But there was
uptly. "Cancel my lunch. And resched
g okay?" N
eady heading for the doo
ked. "Do
tch the
hat, Ethan
, and reorganizing an investor briefing that Ethan had apparently forgotten to tell him abo
cond before calling Etha
tex
ry just came in. No sen
espo
desk and waited. An h
y emptied out. Ethan still hadn't
cem
too many nights as a kid waiting for someone to come home, wond
hat again. Especially no
elevator dinged-an
. And for the first time since Noah met h
ou?" Noah asked before
, taken aback
t answer your phone, and came back look
ghtened. "You'
his arms. "
le
o the office, setting his
esk," Noah said more quietly.
n fr
ed up the envelope, fingers brushing
le sheet of paper. Read it. Then folde
t from?" N
n't m
ked like it mattered when
"You're not
twelve hours a day three feet from you and
be
n said, "
rose. "I didn
I was twelve. Showed back up when I made my first milli
the desk, softer now
N
y n
him a look.
e. The absence. The way grief had hollowed
mitted. "Pr
s in Forbes. Not the one who worked three jobs to get through Columbia. Not the
a moment. "You're a
gry," Ethan
your p
le
er than Noah had ever seen them
ah replied. "I
r now, too close. His voice dropped. "Wha
ple. Of being vulnerable. Of someone seeing the
her step. "You
tartin
he air between them thick, hu
down to Noah's lips
's breat
an stepp
"Before either of us say
w it in Ethan's eyes-the line he cou
his bag. "See
didn't
ring how much longer they could keep this thing be