It had all started with the bombshell Charlotte had dropped on him that fateful day. It wasn’t the sucker punch of divorce that occupied his thoughts, though.
Ben and Scott returned to their paperwork.
They were joined by the company’s two solicitors. They, too, wondered why Xander sat alone at the end of the conference table, seemingly in a world of his own.
Xander didn’t care. All he could think about was Chloe. In a typical male fashion, he kept the phone call he’d had on hold. It would be used to consolidate all the thoughts that whizzed around his mind since the phone call.
How they met.
The rendezvous in the car.
The various shenanigans they got up to.
Xander concluded that Chloe had lost her phone. It was possible that she had played a practical joke on him. She was mad at hi
