Adam Pov
Last night was a night of passion. Maya was literally everything I wanted in a woman. Even physically.
The soft click of my keyboard was the only sound breaking the silence in my home office. The glow of my monitor painted dull shadows on the walls, but nothing on the screen held my attention. The numbers blurred. The proposal draft I’d been working on sat untouched for the last twenty minutes.
Rather, I remained motionless, observing the text cursor flash like the movement of a clock's second hand. The only thing on my mind was her words echoing. God, Maya. This woman would be the end of me.
I rubbed my forehead with both hands, breathing out slowly as I slumped in the chair. Those words had carved a deep canyon into my chest. I didn't think she would ever say anything like
