Ayla POV
The group of men dispersed from the desk and either sat down to do some work or left to go and manage one of the sites. Usually, Callan would stay in the office, but today it was Micha and Eric who stayed behind. I could see them both glancing over at me as the day went on. It felt like there was something they weren't telling me, that they were whispering among themselves.
“What is up with you two?” I asked, not liking the tension that had built up in the room.
Micha sat down in front of my desk and Eric came out of his office leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
“Nothing, why?” Micha asked.
“I feel like I’ve grown a second head, and you don’t know how to tell me. Was it because of last night, did I wake you up as well?”
Micha smiled
