“Feeling any better?” Fiona asked as Bryan stepped out of the bathroom.
The warm cedar wood bath had eased some of the tension in his muscles but did little to remedy his burn out. All he wanted now was a long uninterrupted sleep.
“A little,” he replied drying his hair with a damp towel.
She waved a sleek black folder at him. “You won’t be going to the onyx gala without a date right?” A playful smile tugged on her lips.
Bryan’s movement stilled. She must have gotten that from his suitcase.
“What do you mean?” A frown knitted between his brows. He knew where this conversation was heading. And he did not like it.
“Oh come on,” she rolled her eyes playfully. “You know exactly what I mean.”
“That’s way too risky, we can’t be found in public together and you know that.”
Silence sett
