He lifted his eyes to meet mine. “I’m only going to ask this once.” I couldn’t breathe. His next words came slowly. “Is there something you’re hiding from me?”
I opened my mouth. The answer sat on the tip of my tongue. Then my phone buzzed on the kitchen counter. Both of us turned toward the sound. The screen lit up with a new message. Ryan’s eyes narrowed. I felt every drop of blood drain from my face.
But we ignored it anyway because of the tension. Now it was just Ryan and me. Neither of us spoke. Finally he faced me.
“Tell me exactly what happened.”
My throat tightened. “He was just correcting my posture.”
Ryan stared at me. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not.”
“I saw his hands on your breast.” His words hit harder than I expected. I lowered my head. “I’m sorry.”
His eyebrows lifted s
