Rosamund
I had been pacing in front of Nevan's door for the better part of ten minutes, and I still didn't have a single convincing reason to go inside.
I stopped, turned and paced back .
I could say I'd left something in there this morning. Except I hadn't brought anything with me, and he would know that. I could say I wanted to continue our conversation about the contract terms. Still, we'd already agreed on the essentials, and showing up unannounced to discuss a legal document would look desperate and strange.
I could say I was curious about the room that I hadn't had enough time to admire it earlier and wanted another look.
No. That was worse. That sounded like a woman angling for an invitation she hadn't been offered. He'd read into it, and I'd never hear the end of it.
