Killian's POV
By the time I stepped into the hotel lounge with Liam at my side, she was already there, a glass of wine in front of her like it had been poured hours ago and she’d been waiting just to make a point.
Her back was straight, eyes fixed on the glass until she heard my steps. Then she looked up, lips curling the way they always did when she wanted to remind me she knew more than she should.
I checked my watch. Just a few seconds left before nine.
Without breaking her stare, I moved closer and slid into the chair opposite her. Liam followed, taking the seat beside me like he belonged there.
Her smile faltered for half a breath before she spoke. “I thought you said you wanted privacy, Killian. Why is Liam here?” Her voice was sweet on the surface, but the edge underneath wa
