The next day

Mireille was seated behind her desk at work, working as diligently as she could. Andrew was more in charge since Dante was not around but he did not make the job any tougher for Mireille than Dante did.

Mireille glanced at her phone screen for the thousandth time, taking her gaze off the meeting minutes she was reviewing.

There was still no messages and no calls from Dante.

After what had happened last night, Mireille expected that Dante would have called ...