It was ridiculously difficult to act unbothered by each others presence, as they attempted to keep up the pretense there was nothing going on between them. The whole ride home, Frankie could feel a burning heat coming from the right side of the car. If it wasn't for Adam driving them, Frankie wasn't sure she could have resisted him. Even as he drove, Frankie saw the look of suspicion in Adam's eyes, as he occasionally glanced back. Would he tell her father of his thoughts? Maybe, but there was no proof. If even Portia thought we were just trying to get along, then surely that would be enough to convince him.
When they arrived back at the manor, Frankie was shaking internally with anticipation. On the other hand, Xavier looked as cool as a cucumber, adjusting his suit jacket. Uncertainty
