Jaxon arrived at the office earlier than ever. He needed a private moment with Isla, and he knew she always started work early.

The moment he set his briefcase on the desk, he began pacing, running through the words in his head. He’d spent the entire night thinking about what to say, yet nothing felt right.

"Guess I’ll just… go with the flow," he muttered under his breath. But as he turned to resume pacing, the soft ding of the elevator echoed through the ...