Miles Ackerley's eyes widened the moment he saw who it was.
Eleanor Fairfax.
Seriously? This woman again?
Why the hell was she here too?
He shot Kevin Grant a sharp look, his face darkening. "Kevin, did you call her here?"
Kevin instantly put his hands up, looking baffled. "Man, I don’t even know who she is. Why would I bring her here?"
And honestly, Miles could never remember seeing Eleanor and Kevin interacting—not even once.
Eleanor stepped closer to Miles. “Don’t blame him. I followed you here. I saw your car at the light, so I tailed you. Even asked the front desk and security for the camera feed. That’s how I found this room.”
The second her hand rested on his shoulder, Miles shoved it away, clearly irritated.
“Eleanor, get a grip, will you? I don’t like
