The moment she spoke, an awkward silence fell over the room.
Summer Thorne suddenly realized she might have been too eager.
Although her expression and tone hadn't changed much, she figured her eagerness must have seemed strange to Timothy York.
The two of them gazed at each other in silence for a long moment before Timothy York finally chuckled and said, "You're willing to come along even for a business trip?"
Summer Thorne didn't answer. After a moment, she simply asked in return, "You don't want to take me with you?"
Timothy York propped an elbow on the arm of the sofa and rested his forehead against his fingers. He didn't answer her question. His face was impassive as he watched her, as if trying to read something in her expression.
Summer Thorne met his gaze unflinchingly. After another moment of silence, she sighed softly and said, "If you don't want me there, then forget it. I don't want to force you. I'll find something to do on my own."
