FIND HER!

Caesar's POV

I rose from the bed, searching for my long pants, sliding into them with practiced ease. My shirt came next, crisp and half-wrung, with the scent of her still lingering on my skin. I straightened it, buttoning each clasp slowly, as if the movement could rein in the tension simmering beneath my calm.

There was a meeting in an hour and a flight in three. None of it mattered as my next move wasn't business, It was her, and the more she hesitated, the sharper the ache for her grew. If she wouldn't come to me, I'd go to her, and when I do, I'd make her understand exactly what happens when she walks away from a man who doesn't know how to stop wanting her.

I checked my phone as I grabbed my keys, heading for the door. Still no reply. My patience snapped in quiet degrees. I sent another message. Then another, until finally, the phone buzzed once, slicing through the silence and her name lit up the screen.

My pulse kicked. She'd seen them. Good, but when I opened the message, I f