He glances once at Jenna and Freya, still standing there. Then he points. “What was that?”
Oh crap. Did he see the messages before I gave Freya back her phone?
“It’s nothing,” I say, trying to sound firm. “Why are you here? You said you’d come back tonight. But it’s still daytime.”
Five o’clock, actually. And I still need to get downstairs and find Austin, if he isn’t already at some pawn shop, selling Aleksei’s ring this very moment.
“I had free time,” he says. “Let me buy you dinner.”
My heart flutters. My lashes do too. Usually, I’d be swooning at the idea of a man like Aleksei offering to buy me dinner. In fact, I am swooning right now. I can’t look away. His eyes drift over my face and he tilts his head slightly.
“Can you even see through those glasses?” he asks, and my mouth fa
