The flight back home was silent, no thought occupying the mind heavily as Tessa slept through most of it, exhaustion pulling her under until Grayson’s hand lightly nudged her awake.

She yawned, stretching lazily. “Already?” she murmured, still half asleep.

“Hm.”

He had already stepped off the plane and was waiting near the stairs when she followed him out.

He was busy on a call by the time she did. Exchanged no words even as they walked out of the airport.

When she glanced over at him, he seemed distant, his eyes cold and sharp, his voice clipped as he spoke to the other person on the phone.

She inhaled...