Chapter 695

"I'm fine, just a random wave of nausea," I muttered, watching Wayne carefully.

He looked genuinely concerned, but even that annoyed me. Funny how not loving someone can make their kindness feel like a trap-or worse, a crime.

"Good. Go drink some water," he said, still sounding too caring for my liking.

I headed back to my office, but before I got there, someone stepped out of the elevator-a familiar figure.

""Mr. Hart!"

""You're back?"

"Everyone missed you!"

The staff lit up like Christmas lights, but, of course, they were mistaking Xander for Hayden. Typical. Xander didn't correct them, just smiled politely and walked straight toward me. Wayne's mood? Instantly icy.

you doing here?" I asked Xander,

was would only stir up drama I didn't have

held up a food

last night, and my

a little shade for good measure. "Wayne, you haven't tried his cooking yet, right? It's pretty good. Almost as good as Hayden's. Almost." Yeah, I said

Xander. After last night, I was sure Wayne had sent

his gaze was distant. "So now cooking is the way to

was willing to bet he'd never even boiled water. Not back at the Johnston house, and

things don't change. Wayne might act easygoing, but

over. Haven't you heard? If a guy's really into you, he'll roll up his sleeves and make you food," I said, lifting the container closer

night, so I made saucy braised meatballs with a cucumber salad.

expression darkened like

I echoed, glancing at

gave a small nod. "Not your

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