Chapter Fifty-Three

Nicholas's POV:

My phone rang, interrupting a meeting. A meeting that was dragging on enough as it was, and I didn't need something else slowing it down. It was Louis. I declined the call. A few seconds later, my phone started ringing all over again. This time, it was Zack. Then I got a sinking feeling that this was about Talia. I had seen her in my bed that morning, and it'd stirred something in me that I couldn't put my finger on. She'd been asleep in a shirt, the blankets kicked off, giving me a raging hard-on. She'd been on my side of the bed, snuggled into my pillow. I wondered if she was feeling my absence, or if she merely stretched that far on the bed. But whatever was the case, I had a painful hard-on, glancing at her. I had to stop myself from climbing on top of her. However, because of what happened last night, I decided to give her space and also take the concentration on handling my longtime pending businesses.