Forty Five

For the next twenty minutes, I can barely concentrate because I left Ross out there.

“Do you think he’s still there?” I ask.

“You could check.”

I sigh and stand up as I walk to the front door. Yanking the door open, I hope Ross has left after waiting for too long, but that hope crashes at the sight before me. Ross is standing there, the bouquet of lilies in his hand as he stares at me.

Oh, boy. I hope Dominique is paying him well because this is completely absurd.

“Why are you still here?”

“I told you why, Ma’am. I can’t go back to my boss without getting a yes from you.”

“Right.” I sigh as I cross my arms. “And where’s your boss?”

“In his office.”

“Okay. Give me a minute.” I turn around and unlock the door as I step inside, shutting the door behind me with a groan.

“What’s up?” Monique asks when I reach the living room.

“I’m left with no choice but to go to Dominique myself.”

“Oh, boy. I like that choice,” she grins as she wiggles her eyebrows. “Do you want me to help you pick out a