Was it a strange coincidence or a case of unspoken synchrony?

"Do you always exercise this early?" Rosalynn queried, wondering if it was merely a fortuitous encounter or if he had been keeping tabs on her movements. ndeed."

"You go ahead. I Left something behind," Rosalynn said, retreating and shutting the door.

Checking her watch, she decided to delay a few minutes to avoid bumping into Brian again.

When she finally reopened her door, she expected the coast to be clear.

Instead, she was met with Brian's relaxed form leaning against the wall, hands tucked in his pockets.

Taken aback, she asked, “Why are you still here?"

“I was waiting for you," he responded.

She didn't ask him to wait for her.

Rosalynn chose not to delve further into the matter, and they silently shared the elevator ride down.

The silence was thick, punctuated only by the hum of the elevator and the shadows they cast on the walls.

Brian's gaze lingered on Rosalynn's silhouette, particularly her Long athletic legs.

If her long Legs wrapped around him...

He couldn't help but let his mind wander...

Shaking off the enticing thought, he decided to make conversation.

"It's Saturday. Any plans?" just want to stay home," she replied, her tone indifferent.

“Don't you fancy going out?" Brian asked, throwing a quick glance her way.

“I have a ton of work to do."

Several design orders were pending, and she needed to get them done.

Raising an eyebrow, Brian countered, “Even on your day off? Rosalynn, you shouldn't work yourself to the bone.”

Casting a side glance at him, she retorted, “Spare me the pretense, Mr. Hughes. Don't you wish all your employees were this diligent?"

His chuckle filled the confined space.