A low hum of business conversation echoed off the polished marble walls.

The security guard nodded to me as I waited.

Ethan came downstairs a few minutes later.

He wore his gray suit with a crisp white shirt, looking handsome and wide awake.

He smiled when he saw me and took one of the cold cups from my hand.

“You’re an absolute lifesaver,” Ethan said.

“I was just about to fall asleep at my desk.”

“Are you slammed today?” I asked.