CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
ADRIAN’S POV
I finally admitted something to myself two weeks after Lara broke up with Chris.
I liked her. Not love. Definitely not love.
Love was dangerous, messy and destructive. I had seen firsthand what love did to people. What it did to my mother.
So no, whatever this thing with Lara was, it was not love.
But I liked her more than i intended to.
And somehow, that realization did not irritate me as much as before. I stood inside my office late Friday evening while the city lights glowed through the massive windows behind me. My tie hung loose around my neck while Vincent reviewed tomorrow’s schedule nearby.
“You only have one meeting tomorrow morning,” Vincent said calmly while scrolling through the tablet. “The remaining appointments were postponed.”
“Mhm.”
