“Double life, double identity, double job? Am I a secret agent?” Killian chuckled, responding to her question. But Mikayla just shrugged her shoulder mindlessly. “If I am, I wouldn’t be running here and there so openly, Kay and I wouldn’t have chosen to marry. Being a secret agent is too complicated and lonely.”
“How’d you know?” she asked.
“I know someone,” he replied shortly, sounding like he was bragging.
“I bet,” she responded.
When the food arrived, they started eating in silence, putting their conversation on hold. While Mikayla had chicken teriyaki, Killian was having a salmon bowl. Mikayla was almost finished with her food when Killian suddenly stopped eating. She looked at him in puzzled but continued to eat like nothing was wrong with him even though she could sense it. Maybe
