Alexis's POV 

I looked at the clock in my office, getting angrier and angrier by the minute. Rick was supposed to be at my place by noon. It was now five o'clock. We were supposed to have lunch together before the client meeting. 

Where was he?

I thought things were going well between us. Spectacularly well, in fact. Ever since that night in my boss's office, we really seemed to connect.

On every level. 

I tried calling again, and it went ...