Zoe Pierce would never believe that Nathan Lockwood wasn't doing this on purpose.
Deliberately comparing himself to Chase Shaw, deliberately saying things like that.
She splashed cold water on her face, and it took a long while for the heat to subside.
Her hands were braced on the counter, and a drop of water slid from her cheek and fell into the basin.
She held the pose for a few more seconds before grabbing a disposable towel to dry her face.
'There's no use thinking so much about it.'
'If he really wants me to touch him, then I'll just touch him. It's just some muscle, that's all.'
She became completely calm.
When she reappeared before them, she didn't show any particular expression.
But after they finished their serious discussion, none of them left. Instead, they lazily and domineeringly occupied various corners of her first floor.
