What did he want?
Elizabeth Collins had an idea but it was better to appear uninterested, she balanced a plate of sandwiches and biscuits, a pitcher of lemonade and finagled some glasses. She returned to the living room. The sight was odd, Thomas Lewis’s expression was a tight lipped smile as Daniel glanced at her with a smile.
“Lizzie-” she didn’t manage to cut him off, “I introduced myself correctly to your co-worker.”
The red haired male grimaced, but took a sandwich with Elizabeth’s prodding as she took a seat beside the man. “My apologies, I wasn’t aware that um… you were with someone.” His glass of lemonade untouched, the ice cubes already melting.
She froze for about a second, the second time today as she looked at Daniel. The man’s entire demeanor betrayed no sense of shame or
