Nathan's lips pressed into a thin line as he turned away from Cassie, like the skyline in front of him suddenly deserved more of his attention than the conversation happening right behind his shoulder.
The skyscrapers shimmered under the fading light, glass and steel catching the afternoon glow in a way that felt almost poetic, almost cinematic, but none of that beauty even touched him because his mind was miles away, tangled somewhere messy and inconvenient and very, very personal.
He didn't look at her when he finally spoke. His voice was calm, but that calm was tight, stretched thin like a wire about to snap. "Did she agree to it?"
The teasing spark that usually lived in his tone was completely gone, wiped clean, leaving behind something colder, heavier, something that made C
