The second knock came just as I was starting to relax. My heart skipped a beat, and I frowned at the door, half-expecting another round of silence.
Seriously, was someone playing a game?
Dragging myself up, I opened it with a little more force than necessary. “What is it—” My words caught in my throat as I found myself face-to-face with Mr. Hale. Standing there like he hadn’t just left for work.
“You?” I blinked, utterly thrown. “Weren’t you supposed to be at the office?”
He ignored my question entirely, stepping past me like he owned the place. Not that I could complain—it technically was his house. Still, a little courtesy wouldn’t hurt.
“Hello to you too,” I muttered under my breath, shutting the door and turning to find him rummaging through the drawers on the far side of
