Lucas hadn’t planned to let her tag along, obviously he'd love that but look at the down side, there's no fucking way he'd be able to concentrate at work.

She was a fucking distraction.

Valentina rarely asked for things from him, monetarily, emotitionally and physically. His world outside their home had always felt like something she only half belonged to—something she kept a cautious distance from. But that morning, while he buttoned his shirt and checked his phone for the fourth time, ...