Roxanne's POV
"You're lying to me."
I freeze, my ginger tea cup halfway to my lips. Lennox is standing in my doorway, arms crossed, and there's something in his expression I've never seen before.
It's the next day, and I thought we were meeting to strategize PR for the gallery opening like he had stated. But the way he's looking at me right now tells me this conversation is going somewhere entirely different.
"What's up, Lennox?" I ask, setting the cup down carefully.
"I want to confirm something. This engagement between you and Isaiah," He states, stepping into the room, closing the door behind him. "How far are you planning to take it?"
My brows knit in a slight frown, as of all the topics of discussion, this is the least I expected. Especially as we've spoken about it.
"As far a
