Grayson
"Welcome to Frost Renew, Miss Murdoch."
Silas, the team head for this marketing campaign beamed at Elaine the moment I took my seat at the large outdoor conference table. I would have glared at the extra warmth coating his voice while he spoke to the mother of my child, but I was grateful for the distraction. Everyone else's distraction that is. It gave me the opportunity to stare my fill shamelessly, unblinking. In my defence, seeing Elaine in a dress was always a moment. And judging by how I was barely breathing, it was still true even now. Although, I highly suspected that wasn't even half of it. It was because she was here. Period. And despite not being together, there was so much between us. So much more I'd been swinging between—guilt, regret, anger, want—every emotion unde
