Chapter 63
NORA
I invited Marcus to lunch myself this time, choosing the venue carefully, somewhere quiet enough for real conversation but public enough that nothing about the meeting itself would look suspicious to anyone who might be watching either of us these days.
"This is a nice surprise," he said, settling into his seat across from me, studying my face with the same careful attention he'd been giving me for weeks now. "You don't usually reach out first."
"I felt like we haven't talked properly in a while," I said, keeping my voice easy, warm. "Real conversation. Not just you asking me careful questions about property transfers."
He smiled at that, something almost sheepish crossing his face. "Fair enough. I have been circling that particular subject more than I probably should.
