Ophelia
Julius and Nathan came out of the office right then as if he heard her. Which is a possibility honestly, but the preoccupied look on their faces told me otherwise. Julius was looking deep in thought, a serious expression on his face. His dark eyes flashed to me and though he didn’t look hostile, he didn’t look too pleased either. I swallowed hard again and stepped back into the kitchen to help put plates together.
“Ophelia,” Julius’s voice sounded right next to me; making me jump and spatter sauce all over the plate I was holding. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Uh, it’s okay,” I said nervously. “What can I do for you?”
“Please forgive my rudeness before,” he said formally. “I didn’t intend to make you feel that you should leave. I’m just very protective of my town
