A loud crash came from the other end of the call.
Something had shattered.
Only then did I realize how close Adrian and I were. I instinctively stepped back, my heart pounding out of control.
Adrian didn't move any closer. Instead, he quietly pulled my loosened robe back into place.
"I'll take the couch."
"You're not upset?"
"Why would I be?"
"I might've only done that to get under Grant's skin."
He studied me in silence for a few seconds.
"You don't owe me love. Not today. Not tomorrow. But next time you want to provoke him, give me a heads-up. I can make it much more convincing."
His voice was calm. The darkness in his eyes wasn't.
I decided not to ask what "more convincing" meant.
At 1 a.m., Adrian was called into an emergency meeting with the overseas division.
Before leav
