Mark cleared his throat when I didn't look up. "Sydney?"

I looked up with a smile. "I'm sorry. I got distracted. What were you saying?"

His eyes strayed to the phone in my grip and lingered there. I thought I saw his jaw harden, but his voice was calm and soft when he spoke again. "I got you a gift."

"Oh yes, of course," I spluttered, then quickly took the box from his outstretched hands.

As he stood there, smiling at me as if he was waiting for something, I contemplated transferring the breakup fee to him now so I could just leave with some of my things tonight. That...