It hurt to look at him.
Seeing Craig made something twist inside her. Because no matter what his last name was doing to her, what it was costing her, her heart still skipped when she saw him.
It made excuses for him, and for once she wish she could press pause on her feelings and just think rationally.
So she didn't say a word. Didn't call his name. She just stepped back and looked at him. All blank and guarded, trying not to feel anything at all.
Her hands tightened around the file clutched against her chest.
And Craig…he just looked at her. Not like he was guilty. Not like he was innocent, either. Just like he didn't know where to start.
His eyes dropped to the papers in her arms, and something flickered in his jaw.
"We need to talk." Craig's voice came low and controlled, as if he'd been rehearsing it all morning.
"I know your brother's suing me, Craig." She spoke without looking at him, her eyes fixed just past his shoulder like seeing him head-on might undo her.
