Everett took a deep breath, forcing down the desire churning inside him. All he wanted was to be close to Aurora. Other women? They didn't even cross his mind.
But still—how would he know unless he actually let go?
Should he really give up on her?
His thoughts were a mess.
As the car pulled off the highway, the signal strengthened. His phone rang—it was a call from his father.
"Everett, how have you been lately? I heard you haven't been at the company much," Mr. Adams said, tone laced with blame, which only made Everett's expression colder.
"Whether I'm there or not doesn't matter. I'm still keeping the company running."
"Let's not talk about that now. Do you remember your Uncle Torres's daughter? She just graduated from Country W. She said she wants to visit you—her flight just landed, she'll be there tomorrow," Mr. Adams said lightly.
Uncle Torres?
