Although his smile remained and his tone sounded friendly, Candice felt a tingling chill crawling up her scalp.
She was doomed.
That reaction, combined with his dark under-eye circles from lack of sleep, spelled it out loud and clear—
He. Had. Seen. It.
Candice’s smile froze at the corners of her lips. She didn’t even dare meet his gaze. Eyes down, she gave a dry little cough.
“...I slept okay. I think I had a little wine last night, ended up all dazed and seeing double. lol…”
Charlie’s face went still.
The smile vanished.
A faint glint flashed in his eyes—an unreadable, dangerous glint. “Alcohol isn’t an excuse.”
“I mean it!” Candice stammered, desperately trying to explain. “My vision was completely off. My fingers weren’t even listening to me… it was like—like I was possessed o
