Liora's POV
Before leaving for the airport, I stopped outside Gina's office and knocked softly against the open door. She looked up from her laptop, her reading glasses resting low on her nose before a knowing smile crossed her face. "Come in," she said, closing the document she'd been working on.
I stepped inside, suddenly feeling a little ridiculous for asking the same question again.
"What?" she asked, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms. "You've got that look."
I frowned. "What look?"
"The one that says you're about to ask me for something after apologizing three times."
A reluctant laugh escaped me. "I haven't apologized."
"You were about to."
She wasn't wrong.
"My sister's flight lands this morning," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "I just wanted to make sure
