"Let's go," she said hooking her arm around his. He would have been happy if he didn't think she was acting strange. Something had definitely happened to make her behave that way. Beverly wasn't the touchy type. She wouldn't even let him hold her hand but today she had taken the initiative to link their arms. And she wanted him to believe nothing was wrong?
"Are you sure you're fine?" Shaw asked studying her. This close, he could see the micro expressions she was trying to hide.
"Yes. Why are you asking?"
"Nothing. Have you decided on what colors to paint the shop?"
"I'm torn between mint and pink" she launched into details about why she wanted one but thought the other would also be fine. Shaw half listened to her, his mind on Roman. Lately, he'd felt his Alpha's presence but since
