When I was certain someone from the publication team was gone, I gently pushed him off me. I had to keep a straight, yet annoyed expression to disguise the quake his careless action had caused to me. I would join his amused laughter if this was Tanner. Dayshawn had always been formal and reserved. Events like this would be rare, if not impossible, between us.
I rolled my eyes as his amusement grew when he studied my face. I pushed him again. Or more like, slapping him on the chest before continuing the steps down.
"That's unnecessary!" I complained while he stepped next to me.
"It is! They need conviction we're enemies… You see how they didn't order you to go back to your building?"
"We're not enemies!"
He chuckled. "Well—" he was interrupted when I abruptly stopped and turned to hi
