inclined her head. “I can take a hint.”
“I certainly hope so,” Lila murmured under her breath.
Hearing her, Lucie added, “For now,” as she left the room.
Lila suppressed a groan. Glaring at the roses, she moved the vase to the windowsill.
It didn’t help.
“Have you given ‘Mr. Roses’ any more thought?” Lucie asked her a few days later completely out of the blue.
They were each preparing their input to submit for their departments’ monthly budget and, taking a break, Lucie had peered into her office to ask about Everett.
Surprised by the unexpected salvo—she’d thought she was out of the woods since Lucie hadn’t brought the subject up for several days—Lila answered, “None whatsoever.” She deliberately avoided Lucie’s eyes as she said it.
“You’re lying,” Lucie said.
This time Lila did look up. She shot her a look that was just short of a glare, but Lucie wasn’t intimidated.
“You know how I know?” Lucie asked her.
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