"I brought you." Her fingers curled slightly into the sheets "At this hour?" Matteo tilted his head just a fraction, studying her in a way that made her feel like he was seeing more than she wanted him to "You would have preferred I left you there?" he asked. The question caught her off guard.
She hesitated "That's not what I meant." "Then say what you mean." Matteo said, her eyes sharpened slightly, there it was again, not anger, not aggression but something firm something that made it difficult to argue with him.
Liana exhaled slowly "I didn't ask you to bring me here," she said. Matteo leaned back slightly, resting his arm against the chair "No," he agreed, a pause "But you're here anyway."
The words settled between them, heavy, unavoidable, Liana looked away first "I need to
