Chapter 22 : Challenges
'Four days, tops. Things are looking pretty straightforward here. I'll be ready to get back to running operations on the home front.'
It was Julian. The relief that washed over Amelia when she saw his name on her phone nearly knocked her off her feet. She should be hurrying to her next meeting, but instead, she was fawning over a text message from a boy.
A grown man. A very skilled, very capable grown man. Skilled and capable in more ways than one.
Shit. Distracted again.
Amelia shook her head in an attempt to clear it. It didn't really help, but it distracted her enough to help her get back on track.
Nathan was leaving in the morning. She should be relieved that she was getting some space to clear her head, but that need to hold them all close to her and never let them out of her sight panged familiarly through her chest.
She would never get anything done for all this fretting.