"Cassie, we need to talk. Alone." Nathaniel's voice carried a sharpness that made her chest tighten, as though the air itself had thickened around them.
Franklin, holding a small device, carefully placed it on the table and excused himself. "I'll just use the men's room."
Once the door clicked shut, Cassie felt a heavy weight settle over her chest. She couldn't meet Nathaniel's eyes.
Something between them had shifted, an unspoken tension that hadn't existed before. Her heart thumped erratically, the sound loud in her own ears.
Nathaniel leaned forward, his fingers pressed tightly against the table, knuckles white. "Cass, tell me the truth. What's the relationship between you and Franklin Roth?"
Her throat felt dry. "He's my ex-husband's twin brother, and we… we have some
