For the first time in weeks, Ruby didn't have to go to the office or a boardroom to command, enjoying the irritating faces of Seron, Acacia, or Mia. The morning headlines were a chaotic storm of Seron and Acacia's supposed engagement, a desperate PR move to cover the scandal of the elevator. Still, for Ruby, it was just noise.
She felt light. She felt like herself.
Restless, she pulled on a set of charcoal-grey leggings and a matching sports bra. She rarely exercised, blessed with a naturally sexy body, toned frame, but today, she needed to move. She needed to sweat out the lingering ghost of Seron's touch.
By 9:00 AM, she was on the treadmill, and she had her headphones in her ears as her heart raced in sync with the rhythmic thud of her sneakers. She was lost in the music, with sweat glistening on her skin, when a shadow crossed the glass wall of the gym.
She turned her head and nearly lost her footing.
