EVERETT’S POV
Lia’s hand was tucked neatly into the crook of my arm as I walked us through the agency's main entrance.
Her fingers curled just tight enough to signal nerves, but not enough to slow me down.
The lobby smelled like a mix of expensive perfume and floral air freshener. And the glasses looked spotlessly clean.
My eyes found Anyta instantly.
She sat at the front desk, her spine straight. Her expression had already started to harden the moment she saw me.
God, she still did that thing when she was bothered…chin lifting a fraction and her eyes sharpening like blades.
I bit the inside of my cheeks to hide a smile.
Anyta's glare could’ve cut glass, so I blew her a kiss just to be an asshole.
Her lips pressed into a thin line before she lowered her gaze to her computer.
Sati
