Oh, good. Leander did everything he could to look relaxed and not like he was bracing himself.
“This is not exactly fair, you realize.”
“No. But it doesn’t have to be. Go. If for no other reason than he has to be uncomfortable out there waiting.”
Her body language was 100 percent different. She’d gone from acting like a teenager to acting like an adult; she didn’t flounce but stalk; she wasn’t sulking, she was considering. She walked up to Leander and held out her hand. “Hi. I’m Sylvanie.” Continue reading