It had been two long weeks since Dominic left for France.
A trip that was supposed to last only three days had stretched endlessly. Three days turned into two weeks. Two weeks of silence, two weeks of imagining what he was doing, two weeks of her heart quietly twisting with every passing day.
He must be having a wonderful time with that woman, Izzy thought bitterly, leaning against the wall in the quiet morning lobby. He must really be enjoying himself to stay away this long.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Trying not to think about him. Trying not to let the hurt show. Her hand rested lightly on her chest, fingers tapping nervously, betraying the calm she was trying to project.
The elevator doors slid open, and her heart jumped.
Dominic was inside.
Her legs froze. He
