DOMINIC'S POV
She's wearing the ring.
I notice it at breakfast when she hands me coffee. She doesn't mention it. Neither do I. But when she turns back to the counter I'm smiling in a way I don't bother hiding because there's no one watching except Claire, who has sweet potato on her forehead and zero opinions about engagement rings.
Marcus calls at nine.
"The Henderson account wants to come back."
I lean against the counter. "Excuse me?"
"Apparently whoever Victoria's father installed to manage the relationship has been a disaster. They called me yesterday. They want to know if you're in a position to take them on through the new venture."
"That's a significant account for where we are right now."
"I know. I told them that. They said they'd rather wait for quality than settle for w
