"I don't care what he said, I want those contracts signed and on my desk by the time I get back or else." Paige snapped her phone shut and looked around the restaurant she had stumbled into to escape the rain. It was a large spacious two storie building in the most bustling area of downtown Toronto.The decorations were simple yet tasteful. And it was relatively uncrowded for a late summer morning.

"Can I help you Miss?" a voice asked behind her. She turned to the hostess and asked for a table by the window. She loved to watch it rain, and surely her mom wouldn't mind her being late if she were eating breakfast.

Once seated, she ordered and pulled out the reports she had brought with her. Just because she was taking a week off didn't mean she wasn't going to slack. She hadn't becaome the youngest executive at Horizon Media, the largest advertising agency in Montreal, by chance.

"As I live and breath, Paige Michalchuck."

Paige looked up and squealed in surprise. "Spin!" she cried at the sight of him, jumping out of her chair and throwing her arms around his neck. He wrapped his own around her waist and spun her around before depositing her back on her feet. "What are you doing here?" they asked at the same time and then erupted into giggles.

"This is my restaurant." he said.

"You own this place?" she asked in disbelief.

He nodded. "Yeah. Guess all those years at the Dot finally got to me. I've been here about three years."

"Wow. That's great Spin." she smiled warmly at him and noticed the changes in him. It had been almost seven years since she had last seen him at his graduation. She had gone back as a promise to Ash, and had ended up spending an entire night at a diner in town with her, Spinner, and Jimmy. He had grown up was the first thought that popped into her head. He had lost the boyish look to his face that he'd still had the last time she saw him and she was pretty much awed at the height he had grown to and the now staggering width of his shoulders. Decidedly not a boy anymore.

He held her chair out for her to sit back down and pulled the one across from it out to join her. "What are you doing back in town? Last I heard you were a big ad executive in Montreal."

The waitress brought her food, raising her eybrows slightly at her boss sitting with this woman in the way too expensive shoes. Paige thanked the girl and turned back to Spinner, still grinning at her. "My parents' thirtieth anniversary is this weekend. Dylan and Marco are throwing them a huge party, so naturally I have to be here."

"Yeah, Marco mentioned it." he said offhandedly, picking off her plate like he used to. "What brings you out so early?"

"I got in last night and my cell died, so I had to come out for a new battery." she explained, taking a bite of her eggs.

Spinner raised his eyebrows and picked up the phone laying at her elbow. She laughed. "It's Dylan's."

"Business can't wait?"

"I'm impatient."

He laughed again. "Don't I know it."

She shrugged and they ate in silence off her plate for a few minutes. Spinner broke the silence a few moments later by asking if she was married. She answered that she wasn't.

"Boyfriend? Kids?" he asked.

She shook her head. "Just me."

He nodded and she asked him the same thing. "Just me, too."

She looked down at her watch. "I gotta go Spin. This was great. We should get together while I'm in town."

"Yeah, we should. We have seven years to catch up on." He walked her to the door and when she took out her wallet to pay for breakfast he insisted that it was on him.

"Thanks." she said sincerely. With an appraising eye she looked him up and down. "You look good Spin."

Spinner actually blushed and looked away and Paige was reminded briefly of the fourteen year old boy she once knew. It made her think of an easier time and she felt a pang of longing for those days.

"You want to have dinner tomorrow night?" Spinner asked hr when they reached the front door.

She smiled at him. "I'd love to. I'm staying with my parents, give me a call and we'll set it up. Bye hun."