Zoey shook her head slowly, half amused and half astonished.
"If your father finds out who she is," she said carefully, her voice lowering now, "that woman won't even be able to live a peaceful life in this city."
The atmosphere shifted immediately.
Riley stood from his seat. His movement was smooth and controlled, but the anger radiating from him was impossible to miss now.
"Don't talk nonsense," he said flatly.
Zoey rose immediately after him, unwilling to let him walk away that easily.
"Only look at your reaction..." A smile softly played on her lips. "Do you really think I wouldn't notice?"
"Your imagination is running wild."
"No, I know I'm not imagining things," Zoey replied softly. "You, mister, are hiding something from your family and from me."
His jaw tightened visibly. The tension around him became obvious by the second, as if he was forcing himself not to lose his temper completely.
