(Aurora's POV)
I looked through the peephole. Phineas, jacket still on, hands in his pockets, entirely at ease.
I didn't move.
The bell rang again.
And again.
I opened the door.
He came in, and before I could say a single word, he reached back and locked the door behind him. Then he pulled me into his arms.
"I never told Harrison anything," he said, his chin resting on top of my head. "He figured it out on his own. I promise."
"That's not the point."
"I know." He didn't sound particularly sorry. "Are you still angry?"
"Yes."
"Okay." He rubbed a slow circle between my shoulder blades. "Come to my room tonight."
I pulled back. "I have work to do."
"Aurora-"
"The project is behind schedule." I walked to the desk, sat down, and opened the data file. "Three days behind, actually,
