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"Yeah, I probably should."
This whole acquisition issue is getting to be a pain in the ass now, but I have to get it over with.
Pressing the intercom, I say, "Gerald, set up a meeting with KDL Foods for tomorrow morning. Shift my meeting with the investors from Holan to the afternoon."
A pause and then, "Yes, sir."
Robert studies me. "So, are you treating me to dinner today, or do you plan to bemoan your lady love again?"
"I'm not bemoaning anything." I scowl at him. "And why do I have to get you dinner?"
"Because I came all the way here from my office to yours. It was a long drive. A full five minutes. I deserve a meal for my efforts."
I roll my eyes at him. "Sure. Then you're getting coffee."
Our conversation tapers off to light-hearted banter. However, as the day goes on, I'm still as distracted as can be. The thought of my fated mate is eating at me. It bothers me that I know next to nothing about her. If I had her name, at least I would have something to work with. A part of me is growing frantic that I might never see her again. There is not a single trace of her. I even went back to that bar, but they told me that their CCTVfootage was recycled every three days. The motel never had a working security camera.
I still have that hundred-dollar bill tucked in my pocket. As the day draws to an end, I stand in front of the large glass walls and look out into the glittering city of Seattle. Taking out the bill, I stare at it.
"I'll find you," I murmur. "Even if I have to search the corners of the earth."
Her every sigh, those breathy moans, the way her face flushed when I touched her, it's all imprinted in my brain. I can't sleep at night without hearing her voice in my dreams. My wolf is getting restless as am I.
Patience,I warn the animal inside of me.We'll find her.
****
The next morning, I'm in a state of annoyance.
Unable to sleep because of the same dream over and over again, I'm cursing myself for setting the meeting with Norman and his people early in the morning. Seeing my brother's face when I'm already cranky is not going to do any wonders for my mood.
"Sir." There is a knock on the door, and Gerald peeks in. "Mr. Moore and his team are here. Should I put them in conference room three?"
I nod.
"About refreshments––"
"Not even a glass of water." I glare at him.
Gerald sighs. "Yes, sir."
I watch him leave and close my eyes briefly. Robert bet me a thousand bucks and a beer that Gerald will quit by the end of the week. Finding a new assistant is going to be an incredibly painful and drawn-out process. I'm not looking forward to it.
Getting to my feet, I make my way downstairs to where the conference rooms are situated. As soon as I get off the elevator, a familiar scent rubs my nose, and I go still.
It's not possible…
There is no way I'm mistaking this scent.
She's here! My fated mate is here!
My feet are moving, following the scent, and I'm standing before the conference room door, my hand on the door handle, when one of the lawyers from my team who is outside the room clears his throat.
It takes that small sound to bring me back to reality.
She's here.
I stare blindly at the door.
