The week dragged on far longer than either Adrian or Elena expected. Both were busy. Both were bust. Both work piling up. And yet, somehow, they found themselves thinking about each other far more than they should.
Elena sat in her office at the boutique, staring at a sketchbook. The design in front of her was beautiful. At least, that's what Mia had said. But Elena had been staring at the same page for ten minutes. Her phone sat beside her. Silent.
She glanced at it again. Then she immediately looked away. “This is ridiculous.”
She wasn’t waiting for Adrian’s message. Absolutely not. A second later she checked her phone again. Still nothing.
Mia walked in carrying fabric samples. One look at Elena and she burst out laughing.
“What.”
“You miss him,” Elena nearly dropped her pe
