Arwen stood in the doorway of the office where Addy was seated with a pair of dark-rimmed glasses on, clearly deeply involved in whatever he was reviewing on his screen. He barely blinked and he had a frown. She hadn’t known he wore glasses, and it was endearing. She watched as he absently, patted his jacket pocket as if looking for something and frowning.
He flicked a glance to the door and noted her standing there and pulled his glasses off, dangling them in his fingertips. “Hi. Are you ladies all done?”
“We are. Our rides will all be here in about three minutes.” She leaned against the door frame. “Do you smoke?” At his surprised expression, she mimicked the motion of him patting his chest. “You looked like you were searching for a cigarette, and I noticed the smell on you a couple of
