After One Reckless Night
in New York, she was barefoot, pr
lim portfolio, and doing everything sh
a subtle makeup. The cheap-but-decent blazer borrowed from her friend.
g doors into the dazzling lobby
e from air conditioning. It was the kind of co
y in expensive shoes, looking bored, like coming to one of th
ipped her b
dn't worn anything but mom jeans and Keira'
ust her dreams at stake. It was rent and groceries.
to the recept
th such elegance, sharp red lips and a f
using at the fraying seam on her blazer sl
am
erly
mputer for a second
others are already waiting.
u," Kimbe
She just returned to her screen
the silver doors, her heels echoing on the glassy floors. She
ssed man standing a few feet away. He didn't glance at her. He was on the phon
verted her ga
ith a soft ding, and
oor was like stepping onto a c
or room where other candidates wa
only one chasin
tight black dresses, impossibly high heels, and
d of the six years she'd
ently praying the others couldn't he
even sized her up from head to toe with a smirk, like she already knew K
looked away quickly
rooms. Given birth alone in a hospital, faced rejection
oing this
nutes
isper when a tall woman
. Harrington will be joining us shortly. He'l
een pretending to be calm sat straighter, fixed their ha
er hand, frowned up
arrin
bably in one of those business articles or on the side of a high-ri
hat mattered to her most, was getting
n, and they all hear
owned the world, wh
breathing through the sudden weight in her chest. But th
voice stepped in, Kimb
it, with gray eyes that s
n. The man from
s almost
aking to his assistant, walking past the
anded on Kimberly,
s, the whispers, the excitement. It
st the tw
ar