Timothy's expression darkened as he shot Vince a look, then spoke into his phone. "Understood. I'll be right there."

He could guess easily enough this was probably Vince's doing, bringing Jessica in to file a report.

A chill flickered across Timothy's usually warm and handsome features, but he didn't bother to argue with Vince.

Standing up, he said, "I've got something to take care of. I'll be off."

Yates blinked in confusion. "We haven't even started dinner."

Timothy didn't look back. He walked straight out, letting the private dining room door click shut behind him.

Yates turned to Vince, giving him an exaggerated thumbs-up. "You're something else. Seriously, I don't get it-why does Timothy put up with you?"

Vince raised an eyebrow. "You mean today?"

"Not just today. I mean, even before this. Today's just weirder than usual."

Vince, for his part, didn't think Timothy's patience today was all that odd. What did puzzle him was Timothy's leniency in the past. Aside from that whole battery share fiasco, he'd pushed Timothy's buttons plenty of times.

never really held

her last night. Instead, he changed the subject. "Tell me, what makes you think I'm trying to

his wife, why hide

ever say I liked

as well have. It's written all over

barely interacted with Jessica-maybe

at a private room in Red

the Zimmerman family's birthday

The

a word. All he really knew was that she was pretty, gentle, softspoken—a bit

you sure you don't just like her because

be a strange thing to

unaware of their connection, inexplicably drawn to each other, even falling

was taken aback. "I never noticed. Never even thought about

I'm

doesn't know that. And he knows her situation, too. If Jessica really was my sister, Timothy wouldn't keep it to

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