Page 80 of Snowbound in Her Boss's Bed

He hadn’t known he’d owned it in the first place, so he probably wouldn’t have even noticed it being gone.

Tears turned into ice droplets around her eyes as she geared up for the helicopter ride and that, too, was a first.

Ten minutes later, they were taking off.

Miri was glad it was too loud to hold a conversation, even through the headset.

She didn’t feel like making small talk.

She felt like burying herself in a dark room and staying there for days. Unfortunately, because of the storm, she’d already done that and now she had to get back to work.

She’d have to hit the ground running for all the time she’d lost, though the work she’d done with Benjamin ensured she could get it done.

Benjamin...

She didn’t want to think about him, but of course she had no choice.

Even now, she looked for him, wondering which of the massive windows in his home he stood behind and watched her leave from—if any.

Did he care? Was he angry? Or had he simply gotten back to work?

Watching his home grow smaller, she realized that each option hurt.

The farther she got away from him, the more everything hurt, in fact.

Why hadn’t he come to her? Why hadn’t he said goodbye? Why hadn’t he stopped her?

He tried to stop you, a voice inside reminded her. By making you his mistress.

Was it possible to think about him and not end up wounded? she wondered, watching a tiny figure dash from the front of his home.

Moving fast, it made a beeline for the helipad, which continued to grow smaller.

Miri watched, momentarily confused by what she saw.

A figure waving frantically, flares in their hands.

What was going on? Was it Benjamin?

“Stop the chopper!” she yelled into the headset, pointing toward the ground below.

“What?” the pilot hollered, turning to look where she pointed.

Then he nodded, and her stomach did a somersault as he began to turn the helicopter and descend once more.

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