>Mallory
"Come again?" I blinked at him, sure my ears were playing tricks on me. Maybe the noise from the street messed with the sound. But no—his expression didn't budge. He stood there, shoulders straight, eyes steady, like he really meant every word he just said.
"Let's go to my office," he repeated, his tone even more serious now, his eyes stared straight at me and I didn't know what to do.
I opened my mouth but nothing came out. My jaw literally just hung there for a second before I snapped it shut. I waved my hands in front of him, almost hitting him in the chest with how fast I was shaking them. A weak, awkward laugh slipped out because honestly—what else was I supposed to do?
"No, no… it's okay. Really." My head shook so fast I probably looked like a bobblehead. "I'm already married."
