Nadia POV
My phone didn't stay silent. Five minutes after Petra opened her laptop, the screen lit up again. Not a text. A call. Finn wasn't giving up.
I sighed, picked it up, and slid my thumb across the glass. "Finn."
"Nadia. Finally," his voice boomed through the speaker, tight and angry. "What the hell is on my feed right now?"
"It's just a photo, Finn. It's from the gala."
"A photo?" Finn let out a harsh laugh. "Nadia, you're looking at Cole Merritt like he hung the moon. Do you know who that is? He's my captain. He's a shark. Why were you even near him?"
"He was at the event. We talked for five minutes. The media is making it a big deal because of Ryder."
"Don't say that name to me," Finn snapped. "And don't lie to me. You don't just talk to Cole Merritt. He doesn't do casual
