Reign opened her mouth, then closed it.
What was she supposed to say?
Before she could figure it out, another woman with an apron on her appeared from the kitchen, carrying another bowl of cut fruit. She stopped short when she saw Reign, her eyes going wide.
"Miss, how did you…." She glanced around as if wondering where Reign had popped out from.
This is so awkward.
Reign flexed her toe under her slippers.
Luckily for her, the elevator dinged behind Reign, just in time for Dashiell to step out. He was now fully dressed in dark slacks and a crisp white button-down, his head slightly bowed as he focused on fixing his cufflinks.
He looked polished, deliciously put-together, and completely unaware of the tense situation, but then he also froze when he looked up. He glanced around at the
