Drake leaned against the doorframe. A slow smirk tugged at his mouth as he shook his head.
“You think you’re going to pull a fast one on me? Anything? Nope. When I say five minutes, I mean five minutes. It’s your first day and already you’re testing the boundaries?”
Naime stood a few steps away, strands of her hair still damp from the sea breeze. The scent of salt clung to her skin. “The view from the cottage and the beach was just so stunning. I lost track of time. I haven’t seen the sea in ages, and I got caught up in the excitement.”
His eyes did not soften. “I don’t care. I don’t need an explanation. You’re staying out there. End of story.”
The finality in his tone landed heavier than the door that followed.
“Can I at least have my phone?” she called before the wood sealed her aw
