Liora avoided Caelan for two days.
Not because she was angry.
Because she didn't know how to face him.
Every time she remembered the kiss...
She also remembered his words.
"You're not ready."
Ready for what?
The question followed her everywhere.
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Tuesday morning found her buried beneath blueprints at the Ashford Heritage Foundation.
Daniel glanced over the divider separating their desks.
"You've erased the same line five times."
"I have?"
"You've been staring at that drawing for twenty minutes."
She sighed.
"I'm distracted."
"Marriage?"
She gave him a look.
"Is it that obvious?"
Daniel chuckled.
"I've worked with architects long enough to know when something is bothering them."
"What if..."
She hesitated.
"...someone says one thing, but their actions say something
