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Maybe I kissed her too much?
I cringe.
It’s a possibility.
I’ll admit… kissing Elizabeth wasn’t unpleasant.
Okay. Fine.
It was downright pleasurable.
So I did it more than once.
In a variety of ways.
Whenever I damn well felt like it.
And she’d batted her eyes and sighed like she was on the edge of satisfaction every time.
I rub my beard.
Perhaps that response had been for Novah’s sake.
Or maybe not.
There’s got to be something deeper going on but, for the life of me, I can’t figure it out.
Gerard clears his throat. I can tell he’s bursting at the seams to give me some advice, so I climb out of the car and send him a dismissive wave. I’m really not in the mood for a lecture.
Once I’m upstairs, I cross the room to my grandmother’s office.
The secretary jumps to her feet.
I lift an arm.
Gesture for her to be at ease.
She takes her seat hesitantly, her brown eyes pinned to me.
I slow my stride as I glance at Elizabeth. Whatever she’s typing on her laptop must be important because her brown eyes are glued to the screen.
The way her fingers are clacking over that keyboard…
Yup.
She’s upset.
I slip a hand into my pocket. Step into Gran’s office. Wilt into the chair behind the desk. From where I’m sitting, I’ve got a clear view straight into the lobby.
I can see Elizabeth behind that desk.
I can see her frizzy brown hair.
Her graceful neck.
Her legs crossed over the other.
Now she’s chewing on the back of a pen and tapping one slim, brown finger against the desk.
