With a flourish of her wrist, she swiftly took off her glasses to reveal a set of stunning hazel eyes glaring directly at him. She didn’t wait for his invitation before stepping inside, finally answering his question when she paused in the kitchen. “Investors have questions. Questions you’ve been strategically avoiding.”
She turned her sunglasses on the hook of her jeans, crossing her arms at him. Pushing his disheveled hair back, he grimaced at the mention of investors, then glanced at her methodically, taking in her air of superiority over him before cutting into her. “I haven’t been strategically avoiding them, Mary. I’ve just been busy with…everything.” His eyes flickered at me in the dining nook and her graceful eyes followed, smirking at me.
“Yes, it seems you’ve been very…busy, as
