The sun was setting over Paradise when Phei finally made it back to Sovereign Tower.
His body still hummed with something he couldn't name—the ghost of Maya's warmth against his side, the echo of her laughter, the lingering scent of her shampoo that had somehow transferred to his uniform. He'd dropped her off at the academy parking lot, watched her climb into a car that was definitely being driven by someone's hired driver, and stood there like an idiot until her taillights disappeared.
Get it together.
He took the private elevator to his floor, stripped out of his uniform the moment the condo door closed behind him, and headed straight for the gym.
