Seth grinned at me.
"Miss me, Jules?"
"I was enjoying a perfectly peaceful life until approximately ten seconds ago."
He laughed and pulled me into a friendly hug before I could protest.
Not that I wanted to.
I was genuinely pleased to see him.
We hadn't met in person since graduating, although we'd occasionally exchanged messages—mostly Seth sending ridiculous startup pitch decks and asking if I thought the founders were brilliant or delusional.
"You look good," Seth said, stepping back. "Corporate life suits you."
"That's what people say when they mean you look exhausted."
"Fair."
He glanced around the polished executive reception area.
"So Ever Holdings, huh? Didn't you once swear you'd rather work in a basement without Wi-Fi than answer to your childhood rival?"
"Things change."
"Apparently."
His easy smile was unchanged.
