No Strings Attached

lan felt his heart plummet.

This woman... He was sure he had seen her somewhere before, especially those beautiful eyes and the tender, watery smile that lurked within them. The memory was so distant, so faded, he couldn't quite place when their paths had crossed.

lan realized he was losing his cool and quickly adjusted his expression. "If it bothers you, I can move to the table over there," he offered.

"No, it's fine. Have a seat," Liana quickly composed herself after her initial shock.

Clara was mortified and kicked lan under the table in a fit of silent rage, but before she could retract her leg, it was ensnared by lan's strong limbs. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. Watching her face turn beet red with annoyance, lan couldn't help but curve his lips into a smug grin. He poured her a glass of iced water and offered it with a chuckle, "Is it just me, or is it sweltering in here? Attorney Clara, you look like you could use something to cool down."

she managed a thin smile. "Thanks, Mr. Hayes, but I

herself, hoping to move past the incident. But lan's voice, slightly deeper than before, broke the silence. "Why is

deliberately kept his voice low, leaning in to ensure she heard, but his attempts

face rivaled the hue of a ripe tomato. Even a fool could decipher the significance

to force a tight-lipped response, "Excuse me,

she left, lan rose too. "Enjoy your meal. I've got to

had departed, Liana turned to Brodie with a gentle look. "He's got

slightest details. Liana shook her head with a laugh, "Not sure, maybe it's just that his eyes resemble yours. My memory's been

voice soft and reassuring. "If you can't remember, then let it be.