Aiden's POV

I walked into the building and almost instantly spotted Fiona waiting by an elevator. A smile spread across her face as our eyes locked. She raised her hand and waved me over.

Unlike the previous times I had seen her here, she was dressed casually—a pair of joggers and a sweatshirt—with her hair in a messy bun—hardly what you'd call professional for a meeting.

I kept a straight face, walked past the other people going about their business, and reached Fiona.

"I like the suit a bit too much, though." She said that and pressed the elevator button.

"You think so?" I asked.

I didn't want to come...