DAMIAN’S POV
I hopped out of the car the second Martin pulled into DT TECH’s lot, sucking in a deep breath before striding toward the revolving doors.
The blast of icy AC smacked me the moment I stepped inside, chilling my skin through my shirt.
Finally back to work after a whole damn week of chasing Cindy around and putting her deadbeat husband in his place.
And speaking of Cindy… It’s been three days.
Three f*****g days since that date, and she still hasn’t called me.
Not even a text.
I get it, she’s probably still in shock after what went down, maybe trying to process, but damn—doesn’t she miss me?
Most women blow up my phone after an orgasm like the one I gave her.
But her? Ghost town.
Guess I haven’t made enough of an impression yet.
I stepped into the elevator, suitcase da
