Since it was noon, I closed all the windows on my computer and headed out to reception to find Megumi.
"You hungry for anything in particular?" she asked, pushing to her feet and giving me a chance to admire her belted, sleeveless lavender dress.
I coughed because her question came so soon after my text.
"No.
Your choice.
I'm not picky."
We pushed out through the glass doors to reach the elevators.
"I am so ready for the weekend," Megumi said with a groan as she stabbed the call button with an acrylic- tipped finger.
"A day and a half left to go."
"Got something fun planned?" "That remains to be seen."
She sighed and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Blind date," she explained ruefully.
"Ah.
Do you trust the person setting you up?" "My roommate.
I expect the guy will at least be physically attractive, because I know where she sleeps at night and paybacks are a bitch."
I was smiling as an elevator car reached our floor and we stepped inside.
"Well, that ups your odds for a good time."
"Not really, since she found him by going on a blind date with him first.
She swears he's great, just more my type than hers."
"Hmm."
"I know, right?" Megumi shook her head and looked up at the decorative, old-fashioned needle above the car doors that marked the passing floors.
"You'll have to let me know how it goes."
"Oh, yeah.
Wish me luck."
"Absolutely."
We'd just stepped out into the lobby when I felt my purse vibrate beneath my arm.
As we passed through the turnstiles, I dug for my phone and felt my stomach tighten at the sight of Gideon's name.
He was calling, not sexting me back.
"Excuse me," I said to Megumi before answering.
She waved it off nonchalantly.