Adrian
Nathan walked in just as Emily left.
The timing wasn’t lost on me.
The door had barely closed behind her when he appeared, his knock unnecessary since he was already stepping inside.
I returned to my seat slowly, adjusting the cuff of my shirt as if nothing about this was unusual.
“Something you need?” I asked evenly.
Instead of answering, his eyes flicked briefly toward the door.
“Why was Emily here?” he asked.
Straight to it.
I studied him for a moment before replying.
“She had something to discuss with me.”
His expression didn’t change, but something sharpened behind his gaze.
“What about?”
I leaned back in my chair.
“I didn’t know you cared this much about your fiancée’s schedule.”
The word fiancée felt deliberate.
Heavy.
He didn’t rise to the bait immediately.
