Lydia’s POV
My phone pinged just as the elevator doors started closing.
I pulled it from my bag, expecting a message from Priya about the patient files I’d promised to help her finish before lunch. Instead, Xander’s name stared back at me.
Quit sulking and come over tonight.
I stared at it for several seconds, genuinely wondering if I’d misread it. Then I scoffed. “Unbelievable. Arrogant asshole.”
Only Xander could insult me on my own porch, vanish for days, then text me an order to stop sulking like I was a child throwing a tantrum because I hadn’t gotten my way.
I started typing a reply, but then deleted it, and locked my phone before I said something that would get me summoned to another ridiculous fight. He could wait.
I shoved the phone back into my bag as the elevator chimed o
