Unfinished business

As I walked out to the car, the cool evening air kissed my cheeks, and I spotted Killian sitting in the front seat, an inscrutable expression on his face. Behind him, Lauren and Jenny were deep in conversation, their laughter filtering through the air.

Sliding into the driver's seat, I greeted Killian with a playful smirk. "Did you miss me, or were you reveling in the silence?" I quipped, teasingly raising an eyebrow.

His gaze met mine, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You took your sweet time," he said, his a bit serious.

The voice from the back seat, presumably Lauren, chimed in, "You should've called us to witness the epic Colin-roasting session. We would've brought popcorn."

Jenny, who seemed equally invested in the conversation, added, "Yeah, a phone call would've been nice. I was missing my daily dose of Mellisa's sarcasm."

Killian shook his head, a mock disapproval on his face. "It wouldn't have taken that long," he said, conveniently handing me a glass of