Remembering I was supposed to have lunch with Jack, I hesitated and finally turned to leave.

It wasn't until the office door closed behind me that Jonathan let out a sigh of relief. Had I created a scene, he would not have known how to handle it.

The moment I came out of the office, I saw Tom standing not far away from it.

Tall, handsome in his black suit, he cut an effortlessly striking figure through the crowd of people. His eyes, previously tranquil, now scanned and finally came to rest on me; they flashed with feeling as he walked toward me. "Zara—"

I frowned, cutting him off. "Mr....