Lena and Tom turned toward the sound. Alaric stood at the other end of the corridor, his face expressionless, with only an assistant beside him.
Lena’s hand, which had been hovering near her high heel, instinctively moved away.
Tom cleared his throat, releasing her as he stood up, trying to look casual. "Alaric, what are you doing here?" he asked, his mouth twitching up into a forced smile, causing his mustache to lift with it.
Alaric's gaze was dark, and he didn’t answer, striding toward them with his tall frame and repeating what he’d said earlier, "What you just did wasn’t very appropriate, was it?"
Tom froze, a faint blush creeping onto his face. "It was just…an accident, really.”
Alaric’s stare unsettled him, and Tom decided not to dwell on why Alaric was even standing up for Le
