The meeting with the company’s regional managers was a frustrating test of Jaxson’s limited patience. For two hours, he sat and listened to reports that told him nothing new. He was actually beginning to wonder why the meeting had been scheduled in the first place.
His fingers drummed on the wood-polished conference table, the only sign he was running out of patience.
As though the universe heard his silent plea, his phone vibrated in his pocket, effectively grabbing his attention.
Jaxson retrieved it immediately, not caring that he was in a conference room in the middle of a meeting. His brows, however, furrowed when he read the name flashing on his screen. Chloe was calling.
He had seen her only three hours ago before he left the house for the office. The memories of their late-nigh
