"What happened?"
Broderick asked again, his voice unsteady.
Leslie was holding his hand and casually playing with his fingers like they were some kind of fidget toy she'd just discovered and couldn't put down.
She lifted one of his fingers and kissed it near her lips like nobody else was even there.
Miles's face turned red instantly-this woman was unbelievable.
Yet Broderick didn't even flinch, clearly used to this kind of move from her.
Thankfully, Leslie didn't push it-just a kiss, nothing too crazy.
Lillian looked like she could breathe fire. She was clearly seconds away from losing it.
Broderick looked over at Miles.
"Well?" he asked. "You tell him."
All Miles wanted was to disappear into the ground.
What was he supposed to say?
Say Lillian tried t
