Rory’s POV
I’m fidgeting, I can’t help it, I’ve changed out of my workwear and though I couldn’t quite bring myself to go naked as the Enforcer requested, I have changed into something a little more comfortable.
After the game, Margot headed out for the evening with some investment banker she met at one of her high society drink evenings where she rubs shoulders with people of influence, so I’m here alone.
I can’t help the smile that curves up my lips as Marcus’ name appears on my screen after thirty minutes. I quickly press to accept his call, settling back on my bed against my headboard.
Seconds later, Marcus’ handsome face fills my screen, and my breath hitches slightly at just how good looking he is. It doesn’t matter how often I see him; it is like every time is like the first tim
