The next second, he swallowed back whatever he was about to say. I saw his Adam's apple bob slightly, but in the end, he didn't say a word.
He focused on driving, while I went over the evidence I'd printed out.
Cyril chose a quiet, elegant restaurant, and we walked in together.
As soon as we entered, the waiter rushed over and asked, "Sir, madam, would you like a couple's booth?"
Before I could turn him down, I saw a brief smile tug at Cyril's lips.
I instinctively glanced at him. Our eyes met, and his beautiful eyes were filled with a quiet, amused joy.
I froze for a second, still trying to process what just happened, when Cyril casually said, "Yes, please lead us there."
He finished speaking and gently grabbed my wrist with his large hand, guiding me up the steps.
I hesitated for
