Gabriella

“I’m waiting for your call. I don’t like to wait.”

Even Damien’s snarky text message couldn’t sour my mood. After closing the door to my office, I sat at my desk and hit the green icon, calling Damien’s private phone. After six rings, the call went to his voicemail.

Instead of leaving a message, I hung up and typed out a quick text.

“I’ve accepted the position. See you Monday.” ...