Aidan’s POV
I had been sitting in my study for several minutes, staring at the same page without reading a single word. My mind kept returning to the restaurant. More specifically, to Julian Blackwood and the woman who had accompanied him. I had watched them leave earlier, and something about the sight had stayed with me. Julian had never been the type of man to make an appearance without a reason. If he had come to the same restaurant on the same night I was there, it was unlikely to be a coincidence.
I leaned back in my chair and rubbed a hand over my face. I hated that the man had managed to get into my head.
Julian had always been a problem, but tonight felt different. There had been something deliberate about the way he had looked at me before leaving. That smile had said enough. H
