“Zoe -----”
Bzz. Bzzz.
Her phone vibrated.
Zoe looked at the phone in her hand, her expression turning from amusement to muderous in an instant.
Nathaniel blinked.
“What has got you all hot and bothered right now? Another brand stress?”
Zoe shook her head.
“Not another brand.”
“Then, what is it?”
Zoe said nothing. She just clutched her phone tighter.
She grabbed her bag and stood up, her steps meaningful and with purpose.
Nathaniel stood after her.
His voice was low, devoid of the play and teasing he’d been showing Zoe.
“How can I help?”
Zoe stopped in her tracks, halfway to the large doors.
Emery had never asked to help her, while they were dating and while they were in a relationship.
She was the one always going out of her way to help him.
Help him show up better in the
