Forty Eight
"Alexis," James breathed out. His eyes were wide as he took in her presence, his frigid behaviour clearly showing he hadn't been ready to face her either. He briefly gazed over her outfit with furrowed brows but didn't question her on her choice of attire. A nervous smile played on his lips as he stuttered to find the words to say. "I—uh—I was—Security has been harsher ever since—ever since Marion." They both flinched at the mention of the name. Not the best conversation starter, and by the way James scrunched his face, he knew that as well. The tension rapidly became overbearing, and ridiculously awkward, with the both of them still hiding under the cloak, avoiding eye contact when they were standing a mere few feet apart. Alexis took the opportunity to try to read his body language, wa
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