Before she can leave, I take her hand and lead her out the door. With Irving here, I can’t let her walk around by herself.
Unfortunately, Irving is not in the living room having a drink, as I requested. As soon as we walk out of the office, we run into Irving and one of his men. Cursing internally, I observe as Irving’s eyes instantly hone in on Penelope. His expression softens with appreciation as he gazes upon Penelope’s beauty. “It seems that I make a habit of interrupting you at inopportune times, Argent. If I had known that you were with a beautiful woman, I’d have visited another day.”
I wrap my hand around Penelope’s waist as I carefully answer. “It’s not a problem, Irving. She was just leaving.”
Irving bows in a gentlemanly fashion but ruins it with a sly grin, making me grit m
