I’m tense as I sit in the office waiting for Jake. He hasn’t called or texted me all weekend, and I’ve been too afraid to contact him. Apart from after our time on his boat, we’ve never gone this long without contact and it has me overly touchy and emotional. My nerves are eating away at me. Already I’ve snapped at two receptionists for the smallest things when coming through the floor to the office.

I check my watch again.

When Rosalie takes up residence in her own area of the office outside of mine, I realize it’s after nine, and Jake still hasn’t shown up; he’s rarely late. I’m...