Ethan’s message lit up her screen: Booked a room for us. Juan Pablo’s throwing a party tomorrow night.
Savannah sighed, debating whether to postpone her visit to her family. She had promised herself she’d go, but this mission took priority. Resolving to put it off for another day, she stood and began gathering her scattered clothes.
“I need to go to our suite,” she murmured, slipping into her dress.
Theo, still lounging on the couch, tensed. “Why?”
“It’s for work, Theo,” she replied, keeping her tone even.
“With Lewis?” His voice was deceptively calm, but his eyes burned with suspicion.
“He didn’t say,” she admitted, fastening the last button.
Theo exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face. “You’ll stay with me.”
She arched a brow. “And why is that?”
“I’ll let you work. I won’
