Dominic didn’t leave immediately.
For a moment after Brian stepped away, the silence stretched between them—tight, charged, unfinished.
His gaze moved past Emma briefly, toward the street, as if confirming what he had already seen.
Then back to her.
Sharp.
Unsettled.
“Who was that?”
Emma didn’t hesitate.
“The detective handling my case.”
Simple.
Flat.
Enough.
But Dominic didn’t let it go.
“Why was he here?” he pressed, stepping closer. “Inside your house?”
A pause.
Then, quieter—but far more dangerous—
“Are you two hooking up?”
Emma let out a short breath.
Not surprised.
Not offended.
Just… tired.
“You moved on very fast,” he added.
That did it.
Emma looked at him properly now.
And for the first time—
There was no restraint.
“This is coming from you?” she said, he
