Catherine's POV
The cab pulled to the curb just past the next intersection, barely a block from the hotel's grand entrance. Ronald reached across to open my door, his expression caught somewhere between exasperation and helpless adoration. The familiar look made me smile. I tossed my overnight bag into his lap and slid into the back seat beside him, already reaching for his collar.
"You shouldn't have come," he murmured.
"And you shouldn't have ghosted me."
I shrugged, pulling him down by his tie before he could finish his sigh. The kiss was deep, possessive, the kind that left lipstick smeared and breath ragged. Five years of practice had taught me exactly how to dismantle him.
Last night had been the final straw. After I'd won the pink diamond at the charity auction, I'd snapped a p
