She let out an exaggerated "ow," then grabbed his hand, her voice dripping with affection. “Who else but me could put up with your young-master attitude? You’re the one who said you wanted lobster tail. You’d better thank Spencer later for cooking for you. If you don’t, I swear I’ll smack your ass.”
She laughed and reached out to smack him first, the two of them flirting openly right in front of me.
If this had been before, I would’ve already charged over, demanding she keep her distance from him.
But now, I just stood in the living room watching them fool around, and finally said, out of place and flat, “Dahlia, did you see my messages?”
Only then did the two of them freeze. It was as if they had only just remembered I still existed.
Gideon nudged her with a grin, and she stepped back. She hit the living room light switch, and the moment the room lit up, her smile disappeared.
She hadn’t expected the stacks of boxes.
“What is this?” she asked.
Her face darkened immediately as she scanned the room.
“I told you to cook. Spencer, why are you packing your things?”