Lyon gave him the cold eye. "It seems you're doing a lot of idle time these days."

"No, no, nothing like that. I have still piles of files to work through this afternoon." Spencer rudely ducked his head, vowing to rein in his curiosity next time.

After icing my cheek for about ten minutes, the hot pain was gone, so I returned to my desk.

The moment I took my seat, my co-worker, Sasha Yates, wheeled her chair across and whispered, "Sofia, everyone is discussing what occurred between you and Lucia. What happened? Why did she suddenly strike you?"

I didn't wish to make a mountain out of a molehill....