Amara was about to reply, but Rowan's phone rang. He picked up, and his tone shifted. "I will be there," he said, his voice clipped.
Rowan turned back to Amara, his expression softening again. "I'll see you later, sweetheart."
Amara shook her head as he drove away, thinking she couldn’t be bothered with him right now. She had an important task on hand, and that’s where she should focus.
Inside the car, Harvey glanced at his brother, who had returned to his usual stoic demeanor. "You really like her, don't you?" he asked quietly.
Rowan's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "It's complicated."
Harvey sighed. "Isn't everything in our lives? But sitting outside her restaurant like that... it's not going to win her over."
Rowan nodded, his eyes fixed on the road. "I know. But I can't he
