Cross ripped the contract paper Elizabeth that would have him signed last afternoon. Now, he is leaning against his Mercedes Benz while waiting for her.
Elizabeth: I’ll just get a taxi.
He frowned when he read her text.
Cross: I’m waiting for you in the parking lot.
Elizabeth: I can go home on my own.
Cross: We are going the same way, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: So what?
He hung his head, pissed because she did not know the ethics of a girlfriend. She is supposed to ride with him because he is her boyfriend.
Cross: Come here in the parking lot. I’ll wait for you.
Elizabeth: K.
He waited. Again. For a moment, he forgot that he is Cross Montegro, the Executive Director of DC Holdings Inc. and he did not wait for a mere woman like that. Goodness. Elizabeth must have done something that
