“Mr. Kincaid, are you in there?” The polite voice filtered past the door to reach them, immediately breaking the bubble that had cocooned them.
It was a pity, Graeme thought to himself. He had been enjoying the strange moment with her.
“Are you decent?” A second voice came through – Mr. Summers.
“Yes.” Graeme replied. He kept his gaze fixed on Macy. Her attention had switched to the door, no longer on him. She looked entirely relieved, judging by the newly relaxed lines of her frame.
“The security is waiting outside to avoid unnecessary attention.” Mr. Summers said. “If you would come out now, we will be able to make a discreet exit.”
“Excellent.” Graeme rose from his seat, partly eager to leave. He wouldn’t be attending another party any time soon.
Macy did the same as well, smo
