How ruthless—turning your back on me the moment the trouble's gone."
His lazy drawl dripped with undisguised teasing.
Seriously?!
Couldn't he have just said it all in one breath instead of pausing at *that* part?!
People might get the wrong idea!
Tiffany pressed her lips together, shooting Calvin a look.
Why did he make it sound like she was some heartless scoundrel?
Calvin watched her with an amused glint in his eyes, as if waiting for her response.
"You've got it all wrong, Mr. Calvin," Tiffany forced a dry chuckle.
"You're my savior—how could I possibly turn my back on you?
I only said we weren't close because... because..."
Because she didn't want Camilla and the others to misunderstand.
Of course, she couldn't say that out loud—it'd only make things worse.
"The delivery here," Camilla spoke up just as the person entered through the door, rescuing her friend in the nick of time.
"Let's get started. It's been ages since we last played."
