Chapter 5

The company's annual retreat was held at a resort on the outskirts of the city. On the chartered bus, I sat alone by the window, resting my forehead against the cool glass.

It had been two weeks since I transferred to the marketing team—two weeks without a real conversation with Jamie. He left home early, came back late, and I was just as buried in work as he was.

"Mind if I sit here?" Oliver's deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts just then.

He stood in the aisle, two bottles of water in hand. Sunlight streamed through the…