Page 271 of Ruthless Court

Actually turns.

My stomach drops.

What?

I watch him take three steps.

Four.

“That’s it?”

Kane stops.

Slowly looks back.

“What?”

Heat climbs my neck.

“Nothing.”

“You called me.”

“I did not.”

“You made words in my direction.”

“I said good night.”

“You said ‘that’s it.’”

“I was commenting generally.”

“On?”

I should enter the building.

Instead, I stand beneath an archway arguing about why the man who announced he wouldn’t kiss me has failed to kiss me.

This is a new low.

“Forget it.”

Kane walks back.

One step.

Two.

Stops directly in front of me.

Still doesn’t touch me.

That is worse.

His eyes search mine behind the glasses.

“What were you expecting?”