Sweet Distraction

Donovan POV.

I sat at my desk, the polished mahogany surface reflecting the afternoon light pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office. Stacks of reports lay before me, papers waiting for signatures, and emails piling up on my computer screen. But none of it held my attention. Instead, my thoughts kept circling back to her—Vivienne.

I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking so