Kelly's POV
I didn’t expect the day to start with me in Michael's car and him sitting silently beside me on the way to a meeting.
I expected him to be a bit talkative and asked questions about the documents and files I prepared for the meeting, which was what he normally does, but today he felt locked up in a way that told me he wasn't in the mood to be messed with.
His hand rested against his leg, fingers drumming now and then, the only sign that the calm expression on his face wasn’t revealing the whole picture.
The location for the meeting came into view quickly, and it was ANTONIO. An expensive restaurant in a tall building of dark glass and steel, its entrance framed by deep green awnings.
It looked even more expensive up close as the car came to a stop in front of it. Whe
