Liam stepped out of the arrival gate into a blur of noise—rolling suitcases, airport announcements, the sharp scent of coffee. He exhaled, shoulders loosening for the first time in days.
The business trip had been brutal—constant meetings, handshakes, late-night negotiations—but worth it. He’d closed the deal. His father would be pleased. The board, even more.
But all of that faded the moment he saw her.
Evelyn.
Standing there like a scene pulled straight out of a memory he never wanted to lose—dark hair in soft waves, a fitted cream dress that made her look like the warmest thing in the cold terminal. She wasn’t looking at her phone or pretending not to wait. She was watching the door. Watching for him.
And when her eyes found him, they lit up.
“Liam!” She rushed forward, heels cli
