"It's just you and me… tonight."
Lola stared at Atlas as if he were a gigantic, breathing question mark. Him and her? Tonight? All alone?
"Oh." Her eyebrows rose, a slow smile spreading across her mouth. "Cool."
Satisfied, he jerked his chin toward the remote control. "Play it." After giving the command, he leaned back and picked up a tablet, settling in comfortably.
Meanwhile, Lola watched his every move with slow-burning horror. Her complexion paled, and her eyes grew wider than ever.
What the hell?
Her face twisted in dismay as she peered at him. She didn't want to suspect him of anything, but he didn't do this on purpose, right? He didn't send the children away just so they could have some alone time, right?
We've been together the entire day… and he hasn't done anything suspicious.
