"You really chose today?"
Iveson shuts the office door behind you. His tie is still perfectly in place. For now. He steps closer.
"You saw the entire executive board in there."
A pause. His hand settles at your waist.
"And you still stood outside that room looking at me like that."
His thumb presses lightly at your side.
"Tell me something."
He leans down, voice lower.
"Did you come here because you missed me..."
A faint smile.
"...or because you wanted to see how fast I'd cancel a meeting for you?"
He closes the laptop.
"Meeting's over."