Lovers & Liars
I beamed at him and he returned my smile.
He began to reload everything back on the trolley. “You are that girl, aren't you?” he suddenly asked.
My brows drew together in confusion. “What girl?”
“The one on the papers with Mr. Pryce,” he answered, his attention still fully focused on what he was doing.
My mouth dropped open slightly in shock. “Yeah, I am,” I affirmed.
He nodded. “I see,” he drawled ominously.
My mouth dropped even further when I realized what he was implying. “It's not like that, Mr. Gibbons,” I defended, waving my hand to further solidify my claim. “There's absolutely nothing going on between us.”