Chapter 4

“Mimi, it’s your Mama. Call me.”

Noemi shook her head and deleted the message from her mother. It was the eighth from that day alone.

Sigh. There was nothing more relentless than a Southern mama hounding her chick. Noemi scrolled through the rest of the calls quickly, hoping for one particular number to appear on her cell.

Alas, Rami hadn’t called. Then again, he’d spent most of that morning with her after they’d made love on her office floor. She’d had to shoo him away so he could catch a nap before his shift later that evening.

It was evening now, and he was probably just arriving at work. Of course, he had important business to attend. She shouldn’t feel disappointed, but Noemi could not help it. After the purely phenomenal, bone-melting, soul-searing sex they’d shared, she thought for sure the big man felt as strongly for her as she did for him.