It might seem that a festive dinner with her father and friends should soothe her nerves. Meanwhile Jay was on tenterhooks. Despite cheerful atmosphere, the casual chats and jokes taking place over the table, she felt something strangely heavy in the air. And when she looked up for a moment, she saw intense green eyes staring at her. She usually had no problems with reading peoples moods and emotions. However, Holt’s gaze seemed unreadable.
She immediately thought that he was not fooled by her explanations and he joined Mrs. M’s elite club, so he could, together with the housekeeper, worry about her when she is in a foul mood. She smiled radiantly at him, hoping he would just let it go.
- How about Friday night? – Reeve’s question suddenly hit her.
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