Hunter had been putting off having this conversation with Rose long enough. He did not want a repeat of what happened in the conference room, the look of panic and shame on her face almost broke him. Now that they were alone, he looked down at Rose, her emerald eyes went from sparkling to worry as she read his face, “Rose, we need to talk.”
Rose stared at him for a few seconds before casting her eyes to the floor, a small nod indicated she knew exactly what they needed to discuss. Taking hold of her chin, he gently lifted her face to meet his, “Let’s go to our room, we can talk privately.”
He had noticed her eyes go wide for a split second, knowing she had caught the slip of calling it “their room” instead of “his room”, but he didn’t care. Taking hold of her hand he led the way to their
