Emma
"So..." I turned the silver bracelet on my wrist, watching Dominic's reflection in the display case. "How exactly do you know Mrs. Chase?"
A flash of panic crossed his face before he smoothed it away with a smile. "Oh, you know. My boss shops here often."
"Very often," Mia added quickly, though her perfectly manicured hands fidgeted with her tablet. "He's quite the... regular customer. And Dominic often drives him, so naturally..."
"We got to know each other," Dominic finished. Was it my imagination, or was he sweating slightly?
There was definitely a story here, but before I could dig deeper, my phone chimed with the twins' school reminder.
"We should go," I said, watching both of them relax visibly. "Pick-up time."
"Right!" Dominic practically sprinted toward the exit. "Don't
