Chapter Eighteen
Louis
My empty water bottle clinked as I sat it down on the desk with a bored sigh. What was she doing right now? Had I crossed her mind, had Marcus?
I wondered if I could use this as an excuse to go to the break room. With the hope that I would run Amelia. I’d enjoyed the brief time I’d spent with her yesterday. Longing to be near her filled me as my dragon huffed at the thought.
The beast wanted to go to her.
Moving in front of my desk, I paced forward. Trying to keep from going to the elevator and heading up to the top office to see what she was doing. My steps measured and even as I looked down at the well-worn tile, looping around into the familiar pattern that was worn from many days of my pacing.
I knew that Marcus had a meeting with Maxwell. I hoped they didn
