Blanche's POV
When the room finally settled, I could feel everyone's eyes scanning for the next juicy piece of drama to sink their teeth into.
Joanna kept that perfect smile plastered on as she lifted her glass toward Demetrius. "Thank you for always looking out for me, Demetrius. I owe you for helping me nail down my Ph.D. research topic. This drink's for you."
I watched Demetrius's jaw tighten slightly. After Zain had cornered Aiden earlier, Demetrius had been stuck handling Joanna's research project whether he wanted to or not.
The reluctance in his posture was obvious to me, but he couldn't exactly refuse when Aiden had made the request.
I knew Demetrius had fielded Joanna's academic questions before, but there'd never been anything romantic there. Back then, she'd pestered him constantly, always needing help with something or other.
