Chapter 870: Conclusion
"Why are you still here? Don’t you want to be with Lily? Or are you two already out of the honeymoon phase?" Honestly, he was worried about Cai coming here. Any other time and he would have welcomed his friend but tonight was an exception. Cai was dangerous.
Cai leaned casually against the doorframe, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Hmm. As long as Lily and me are together, every day’s going to be our honeymoon phase," he replied confidently. He straightened up and stepped inside, his tone softening slightly. "I’ll be heading back to her soon. I just thought we should have a drink together first. After all, the last time we were supposed to dine together, you were almost drugged and killed." He paused, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "And considering it was me who accepted that bottle, I can’t help but feel a little guilty about it."
The excuse was flimsy at best, and they both knew it. Cai hadn’t even bothered to craft anything convincing; he was here for one reason alone. To question him. Sliding into his usual chair with practiced ease, he cast a glance around the office, as if making sure everything was just as he’d left it.
It was strange, really. His friend always seemed to have this place in his office, a spot he’d claimed for themselves without ever formally asking. It was almost as if he’d marked his territory in that unspoken, Frost-like way—an enduring habit that was both amusing and vaguely territorial.
And Rafe knew he was thinking all sort of nonsense because he was nervous.
Cai draped an arm over the back of the chair, his demeanor relaxed but his eyes carrying an edge of something deeper—concern,or maybe curiosity. Rafe steeled himself. Nope. He needed to maintain that he had been talking about a hypothetical situation. "So, what do you say?" he asked, his voice light but expectant. "One drink?I am not on duty tonight."
Rafe poured the drink, and handed it to Cai before taking his own usual seat on the opposite side. "You don’t have to feel bad. You could not have expected that. Heck, even I’d not expected that."
"Hmm." Cai sipped his drink and then questioned Rafe. "So, who caught your attention?"
Rafe frowned. Dam* it. Why was this man so direct. "Attention? What do you mean?" Rafe sipped his drink. Nope. He was going to stick to his guns and not reveal a thing. He was good at that.
"What do you mean?" He asked, acting his best to portray his ignorance.