MARCUS’ POV
“Mr. Reid? Mr. Reid, are you listening?”
Fuck.
Cursing under my breath, I raised my head to meet dozens of eyes staring at me, all anticipating an answer. They all looked desperate and eager but not even as a group did they manage to look half as how hurt as Eleanor’s did few minutes ago.
“f**k,” I cursed again, trying to get her out of my head and mind. I was in a meeting for heaven’s sake and all I could think about was Eleanor, Eleanor and Eleanor again. “f*****g hell.”
“Mr. Reid?”
“Yes?” I finally replied his desperate call for my attention. “I’m sorry but yes, I’m listening.”
Even a blind man could tell I was lying. I was far from paying attention as Eleanor had undoubtedly taken my ability to concentrate with her the minute she left the room.
It was bizarre. She w
