It was only when Adam pulled up in front of the grand entrance of the Five Seasons Hotel that he realized he had left his phone back at the restaurant—and, in his distracted state, had completely forgotten about Melanie.
He let out a breath sharply and ran a hand through his hair as he stared at the towering building before him. The entire drive over, his eyes had been locked on the cars ahead, frustration simmering beneath his skin.
He cursed himself for choosing to take the car today instead of his usual motorcycle. If he had been on his bike, he wouldn't have just followed—he would have caught up with her. But now... Maybe if he was lucky, he could still get to her.
With that thought in mind, he did not waste another second, jumped out of the car, and directly tossed his keys to the waiting valet. "Take care of it," he called over his shoulder before striding toward the entrance and then the receptionist's desk.
