28. Conference Room I

Meetings.

Schedule.

Tedious, all of this. I wish he didn't have to attend. I wish we'd had more time to ourselves this morning. I wish he'd rescheduled for another day, just so I could spend more time in his arms this morning, just breathing in his spicy scent and listening to his heartbeat, all the while pretending to be asleep.

But it was an important meeting that couldn't be rescheduled any further and we'd had to take an early flight home.

I'm grungy because of this; moody, angry and maybe add hungry to that list.

Hungry for things I'd rather not say.

Elaina's presence when we arrived at the office only added to my sour mood. She was seated behind Sin's desk, waiting with folded arms, and as soon as we'd shown up, she had flared up so bad, Sin had asked me to excuse them.

Yeah. I'm the other woman again.

Goddess, I hate everything.

"Quit pouting. You look like a fucking kid," Ray says, dumping another coffee on her table where I'm currently crashing till I'm needed again. "The tan