Elena’s Pov
I laughed quiet and rested my forehead against his. "You are terrible at behaving, Gabriel," I said and he grinned wide.
"Only around you," he said and kissed me quick once more. "I turn into a teenager who wants to make out in bathrooms instead of running a company."
Footsteps echoed in the hall, and we jumped apart fast. Mrs. Hale knocked once and opened the door. "Mr. Thorn, Clara is asking for her father," she said then noticed us close. "Everything alright here?"
"Fine," Gabriel said smooth and stepped back. "Elena cut her hand on broken glass, and I patched her up."
Mrs Hale raised an eyebrow at my bandaged thumb. "I see, well, lunch is ready when you both are," she said and left the door open behind her.
Gabriel waited until her steps faded, then turned to me. "We
