I watched her taillights disappear around the corner, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. The Camry's engine noise faded into the distance, taking with it the only woman who'd ever made me lose control.
"f**k," I breathed, the word torn from somewhere deep in my chest.
"That went well," Marcus said from behind me, his tone dry as dust. "Really smooth, boss. I especially liked the part where you told her she was running scared. Women love that."
I spun around to face him, my jaw tight. "Not now, Marcus."
"When then? When she's three states away? When she's changed her name again and disappeared forever?" He leaned against the hood of my Rolls Royce, completely unbothered by my anger. "Because at the rate you're going, that's about ten minutes from now."
Before I could respond, Da
