“Um, yes. Goodbye, Richard.”
She withdrew her hand, hurriedly retrieved her case and scuttled out the door, shutting it behind her.
In the elevator, she leaned back against the wall and took a few calming breaths. For the first time in several weeks, she felt hope. Hope that she’d actually get this venture off the ground.
Katie smiled widely at her reflection in the mirrored elevator wall. He hadn’t said no. Now she was going to cook him a meal that would knock his socks off.