Chapter 15: The Long Way Home
(Zara POV)
At some point I stopped pretending it was a coincidence.
Dominic no longer just appeared “in the area.” He showed up like it had become part of his routine always at the same time, always after I closed, always parked a little too close to the entrance, as if he already knew I would walk toward the car.
He never explained it. I stopped asking, because every time I almost did, I already knew what the answer would sound like.
And I was not sure I wanted to hear it.
That night I spotted the car before I even reached the gate.
Same place.
Same quiet waiting.
I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and walked toward it anyway.
The passenger door was already unlocked.
I got in.
The car smelled faintly like him now, something clean and expensive mixe
