Dominic's POV
She left her hand on my face for ten seconds.
I counted, not deliberately. Just afterward, sitting alone in my office with the city outside doing nothing useful, I realized I'd counted and the number was ten and that I could still feel exactly where her palm had been.
I've closed acquisitions worth nine figures and felt less.
Marcus calls at four and I answer because if I don't he comes in person and I don't want anyone in this office right now.
"Hanover signed," he says.
"Good."
Pause.
"That's it? Six months of negotiation and—"
"It's good news, Marcus. Well done."
Another pause. Longer. "What happened?"
"Nothing happened."
"Dominic."
"Close the Hanover file and send me the Reyes projections."
"The projections can wait. You sound—" He stops. I can hear him thin
