Zachary stepped out of the conference room and called Danielle.

She picked up quickly, her voice tearful. "Zach... you finally called. I thought... I thought you'd never contact me again."

Zachary lowered his eyes, running his fingers through his hair, his expression complicated.

He hadn't contacted Danielle since her proposal. He'd wanted them both to cool off, including Joanna.

"Danielle, I need to ask you something. Be honest with me." ...