Chapter Fifteen
“He isn’t a baby in need of protecting anymore.” Trinity watched Emery carefully, but his expression didn’t change. “He doesn’t need you. There’s a year between you. He shouldn’t expect to come running to you with his problems.” She almost missed the slight change in his expression that told her she’d figured out the truth.
The door opening had Emery stepping away from Trinity, his gaze holding hers a moment longer before he strode over to the servant and took the tray. He remained in front of the door until it was closed and locked before striding to the armchairs and balancing the tray between them on the arms.
Trinity joined him, looking at the two plates of pastries. “How are these any different from the previous ones?”
“Humans should be able to eat these without si
