at Kellie, but there was no excuse to be rude to her neighbor. Sofie reached the door and pulled it open, but someone pushed at the same time, knocking her back a step. She grasped the railing to keep from falling. “Watch where you’re going,” she said.
The man, who was over six feet tall, reached out to steady her. She couldn’t believe he had the nerve to grin. “Sorry. My mind was elsewhere.”
“Whatever.” She brushed past him, but his smile had burned itself into her retinas. The man’s movie star good looks might win over other women, but she was too evolved to fall for a gym rat. She preferred a man with maturity and intellect over physical prowess. Not that it was mature of Johan to miss their lunch date for the second time in less than a month.
When she reached his office, she stopped outside the door and took a deep cleansing breath before rapping on the solid wood. Sitting in a hot vehicle for twenty minutes waiting for him was unacceptable, but she wouldn’t allow it to spoil their upcoming date regardless of how infuriatingly inconsiderate it was. When no answer came, she stood outside the door seething. Maybe he’d forgotten completely and was in his classroom preparing for an art project. What else was new? She’d leave a note on his desk and be on her way. Twisting the handle, she pushed the door open and froze. A high pitch scream tore from her throat. It felt like she was watching herself from above. The sounds of running feet registered in her consciousness, but she remained rooted to the spot, immovable.