Andrew’s POV
The building was emptying fast. Laughter, the shuffle of heels, the hum of printers dying down—Sterling Enterprises exhaled for the night.
I stood by my office window, watching Lily gather her bag. She smiled politely at a passing coworker, but her eyes—those eyes—carried something heavy. Something she was trying too hard to hide.
She disappeared into the elevator, and I finally looked away.
Work was over. But my mind was far from quiet.
The image of her from this morning—her lips pressed together in irritation as she brought me the fourth cup of coffee—flashed through my head. The little quip she’d thrown at me, voice low but sharp: “For the petulant child that you are.”
I’d almost laughed. Almost.
Instead, I’d watched her walk out of my office with that sway in her hi
