Yvette's POV
We both sat quietly on the couch opposite each other. I took the moment to look at the suite he had booked and the view of the city from it.
"It's a lovely place," I whispered. "And a lovely view."
"It is," he agreed, sipping from his glass.
I watched him intently with concern as he looked as though he was fighting to stay present.
"Knox?"
He met my gaze.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
He nodded with an exhale.
"It's nothing to worry about."
With that, he filled my glass and he began to inform me about the company. He had said things almost the same as Dave had highlighted in the files he gave to me, however, he loosened up when he began to speak about members of the board.
I slowly put my glass down as it slowly occurred to me that he wasn't lo
