Delilah trailed a few steps behind Wesley as they exited the Senate building. The late afternoon sunlight spilled across the stone steps, but even its warmth couldn’t thaw the frost between them.
He didn’t look back once.
His long strides cut through the air, his jaw tight, his hands clenched as though gripping the ghosts of thoughts he couldn’t speak aloud. Delilah had indeed shown her side that he did not like.
Delilah’s heels clicked sharply against the pavement, the sound grating in the silence between them. “You could at least wait for me,” she muttered, forcing a brittle smile when he opened the car door without saying a word.
Wesley then slid into the driver’s seat. She followed, shutting the door a bit too loudly.
For the first few minutes of the drive, there was n
