342 Monday (2)

The sound of a heavy box dropping on the floor not far from them snapped Angela out of her trance. She leaned back, creating a space between her and Andy. A small smirk plastered on his lips as he dug one hand into his pants pocket, the other clutching a briefcase. So many questions ran in her head, and she settled for the most blaring one.

"What are you doing here?"

"Business."

"I mean here…in New York."

Andy tilted his head as though he was studying her. "You forgot? I moved out after... I'm taking over my father's company in Manhattan."