I took the envelope and replied, “Not good, but nothing that I can't manage.”
His forehead scrunched as he said, “You're not a good liar, Mrs. Lavigne.”
I bit my lower lip. Am I too obvious? But why should I bother explaining myself? It's not like I am responsible to tell him everything about me. He's my lawyer and nothing more.
Straightening my back, I couragely said,
“Thank you for sending me home. I really appreciate it, Mr. Clever.” I sincerely said and added, “I’ll see you again for another meeting.”
I was about to open the passenger door when Maximus held me by the arm. It was a tingling sensation I had never felt before. Yes, not even with Sebastian. There was this certain feeling of waves that was making me even more heady. He leaned in, closing the gap between us. I lowered my gaze to his hand clasping around my slender arm. The way he held me was sending waves of flattering emotions I couldn’t fathom.
“In case you didn't notice, you looked so pale. I wonder if you could make it to your unit, so let me walk you home,” he offered.