—Mabel—

“Everyone is seated in the boardroom. They're waiting for you,” Mr. Martins announced.

I stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of my office, hands folded, staring across the aerodynamic testing field.

It was Tuesday morning—another day to chase the future and the fortune that came with it.

But my mind was still fogged by the weekend’s chaos.

The way he held me, the way his eyes lingered on mine, and the quiet conviction in his voice when he told me he'd spent six ...