Dominic paused on his laptop. His eyes traced over the last line of a contract draft, when his phone vibrated beside him. He sighed, expecting another late-night reminder from work or one of the security team. But when he saw the name flashing across the screen, his brows furrowed.
"Celeste?" he muttered, confused. One ring was all it took. He answered immediately. "Celeste?"
"Yes, this is me," her voice came through, soft and laced with giggles.
He glanced at his wristwatch. 1:03 AM.
"What—"
"You're always so grumpy, and it's suffocating most times," she cut in, then coughed lightly before giggling again. "You're handsome, you know that, right?"
Dominic sat up straighter. "Have you been drinking?" Calling him drunk was amusing but not when he had enemies all over the place.
"Yes," she said, and he could hear the raspberries she blew over the line. "Also, I'm sending back your expensive bracelet tomorrow. Thanks, though."
