Kalix stepped back into the room, only to find Winter standing there, her sharp gaze locked onto him.
Her eyes flicked between his face and the phone still in his hand, suspicion gleaming in their depths as he approached her.
"Tell me," she spoke the moment he stopped in front of her, her voice cool but edged with curiosity, "were you sneaking around on someone?"
She had only stepped out for a moment — just long enough to check on Seren — but when she'd returned, she'd found Kalix standing by the window, phone pressed to his ear, voice low and serious. The moment he'd noticed her, the call had ended abruptly, the air still humming with the sharpness of an unspoken conversation.
Kalix regarded her with a glint of amusement, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. The way she stood there — arms crossed, eyes unblinking, reading every inch of his expression — made something dark and indulgent stir inside him.
