The week had flown by fast, even too fast.
I had been testing the usual gloves all week and had said goodbye to some of my colleagues who had finished their tests. I'd gone out a few times for drinks with them and tried, to no avail, to create a plan for the future… again.
Oz had been busy with work and I didn't mind having some alone time to reflect. I'd missed him, but he was a busy man and he'd been too neglectful of work to pursue me.
So, since he wouldn't even let me call a cab, I found myself escorted by his driver to pick up my parents at the airport. My dad had thought of everything as always, so I didn't have to worry about him finding out I now had a chauffeur paid for by my millionaire boyfriend.
I arrived at the airport a few minutes after my parents' plane landed.
An hour
