Leash
SADIE
“So, you’re looking into my things now, too?” I studied him across the table as we shared this lunch. I couldn’t call it lunch date, but we were kinda on a honeymoon, so maybe, it was. And the seafood was delicious. Thank God, I didn’t have allergies.
“I can’t call it looking into your things. The screen just lit up while I was looking for a piece of paper.” He was unapologetic— that was his strong suit, the only thing my brother was right about Cenric. “I can’t call it snooping either. I mean, if you don’t have something to hide, right?” His eyes glinted. There was something he knew that I didn’t.
“You’re fishing for info, Mr. Wollf with double L?”
“Is there info that’s worth to fish?”
I dabbed my lips with the napkin. “I’m sure I have nothing to hide that
