~HUNTER~
"You're brooding again."
Vincent's voice cut through my attention as I stared at the London skyline through the rain-streaked windows.
The merger documents lay forgotten on my desk, numbers blurring together as my mind wandered to a pair of warm brown eyes and a three-year-old with my stubborn chin.
"I don't brood," I muttered, loosening my tie. "I strategize."
"Right. And I'm secretly Batman." Vincent sprawled across my leather couch like he owned the place, tossing peanuts from my expensive crystal bowl into his mouth.
"You've been 'strategizing' for three days straight. Pretty sure that's just fancy rich boy speak for brooding."
I turned to glare at him. "Don't you have your own hotel room to terrorize?"
"Nah, yours has better snacks." He caught another peanut with am
