Two days had passed since the night I slept with Atlas. Two days of trying to wrap my head around the fact that I had given myself to him without hesitation. Two days of wondering when, or if, he would contact me again.

But Atlas has never been predictable. He has always been busy with his position, always showing up when I least expect him or when I don’t want him to. And since the other night, I haven’t heard from him. Which only made my situation that much more ...