Gabby skidded to a stop directly in front of Liam and Dylan, her boots dragging lightly against the polished floor as she caught herself before she could stumble forward. She bent slightly with both hands near her knees, breathing harder than she probably wanted to admit, though her eyes remained fixed on Liam as if the short sprint had been nothing more than an inconvenience between her and her actual goal.
Dylan leaned down a little, studying her with exaggerated interest as his brows lifted. "Well, look at that," he said. "Asher Two-Point-Oh. I honestly didn't think I'd see you again this soon."
Gabby ignored him completely.
Dylan blinked, then placed one hand over his chest as though wounded. "Wow. Cold. I'm starting to see why you and Liam might get along."
Gabby still did not spare him a glance. She straightened once her breathing steadied enough and looked directly at Liam, who simply stared back at her with the same calm expression he had carried since leaving his room.
