24

It was almost five PM before the conference came to a close and I escorted Max to the airport. I missed him already and couldn't stop pinching myself at the recent turn of events this morning. If Alsina hadn't attacked me, would we have admitted our feelings for each other sooner and resolved everything that happened in Manhattan?

I was dying for Saturday to arrive. He promised to even pick me up himself once he was back from in the evening, and I'd stood crying as he kissed my cheeks and disappeared into the belly of his private chopper. After everything that happened, he was still the same. The same Anselm I'd met and fallen in love with, and not a grumpy, stuck-up boss as I'd initially thought he was.

I was glad that from now on henceforth, I was the only one who got to see the loving side of him he'd shown me in that restaurant bathroom.

God. I couldn't wait to tell Cora all about it.

Finn raced out the front door the minute I pushed open the gate, and I bent forward to scoop him