Sitting behind his desk, Beau tried to concentrate on his work, but thinking about what Sam and Mia might be doing across the office not only caused him immense distraction, it also had him feeling a little sick to his stomach.
He’d sent a text to Sam hours ago demanding that he let him know as soon as it was all over. His brother might just completely ignore him, but on the other hand, he might reply and at least alleviate the torture he was sitting through now, not that knowing his brother had f****d the woman he’d spent the whole weekend with, the woman he thought he might want to ask to be his girlfriend soon, would make him feel any better. But at least he wouldn’t be tortured by not knowing.
When Beau’s phone beeped around 11:45, his heart leaped in his chest. He pulled it out of h
