She wasn't asking permission. She was informing him. Without waiting for a response, Wren turned and walked straight out of the office.
Behind her, Yara was still furious about Adrian being called a simp, shouting for Wren to stop.
Before she could chase after her, Adrian caught her arm and coaxed her gently in that low, patient voice of his. "That's just how she is. Don't let it upset you."
Then his tone softened even further. "You skipped breakfast this morning, didn't you? I brought you something to eat."
Yara immediately spotted the takeout bag sitting on the desk. Her eyes lit up. "Oh my god, Marty's Deli cakes!" She sounded genuinely delighted. "You actually drove all the way to East Street for these?"
"Yeah."
"That's like a thirty-minute drive, and the line there is always ins
