“Just leave it to me. I’ll get close to him and get this taken care of.”
When she got back to her desk, she stared at her computer screens, guilt already burning in her stomach. Even though she knew Crane had most likely deceived her.
She’d told him they couldn’t see one another. Now, she had to act like she’d changed her mind…which wasn’t all that far from reality.
She did want to talk to him. She wanted to talk to the Dominic she’d spent time with, who’d kissed her so fiercely and made her feel beautiful. She’d been surprised to find him more sincere, more vulnerable than she’d expected. If that had been an act, he was good.
But who was the real Dominic Crane?
Was he the arrogant womanizer she’d met the day of the install? Was he a ruthless mobster intent on reclaiming his throne? A follower, doing as his uncle instructed?
Or a sweet, sexy guy who’d been trapped in a life he didn’t want? Who’d been misunderstood?
Ugh. This sucked.
But this was her job. She was protecting Bennett Security from a serious threat.She’d just have to break this project down into steps, like any other, keeping the end goal in mind.
Sylvie took out her phone and pulled up her texts. She had Dominic’s number from when he’d written last night.
I know I said before we shouldn’t see each other, she typed.
Now what? How was she supposed to handle this?
I’ve been thinking of you, she added to her text. Wanted to say hi, see how you’re doing.
Which was so true it made her chest ache.
Now, she’d just have to wait and see how he responded.