“Not much gets past me, Dexter,” Maxwell said arrogantly. “I think the real question here is, why are you not doing the needful right now? Have you changed your mind?”

“That is none of your business,” Reyona said in a vehemently low tone.

He gave her a long look and nodded. “You are right. It is not my business. Weirdly, I find myself interested, though.”

God save me from nosy blockheads. Reyona thought to herself in exasperation. “Interested in what?” she asked crossly.

“Interested in you,” Maxwell said simply as he stood up and put his hands into his pockets.

Reyona gaped at him in shock as she wondered if...