Julian’s phone buzzed, snapping him out of his thoughts.
It was Lydia. “You promised dinner with me and Felix the other night, then bailed last minute. And now you tell me not to mention to anyone that you’re married? What the hell’s going on with you?”
From her seat, Violet glanced over. She couldn’t hear everything, but the car was so quiet she caught bits of a sweet female voice and Julian’s low chuckle.
His tone was lazy, almost teasing. “Not the right time… reasons don’t matter. Quit gossiping.”
Then he arched a brow. “Now? I mean, I could… Send me the address, I’ll swing by later. Yeah… bye.”
He hung up, then tilted his chin toward Violet. “You did well today.”
She kept her voice flat. “That’s what I’m here for.”
A couple seconds of silence passed. Violet opened her mouth to s
