"Miss Clark?" Ryley called, moistening his lips as he reluctantly led his steps closer. "Were you looking for me?"
Gracia opened her mouth about to answer, but when she saw Lucas' towering figure come out of the same restroom Ryley had just left, her jaw dropped.
The woman immediately retracted her baffled gaze back to Ryley, scanning the model's figure in utter disbelief.
She didn't want to jump into a wild conclusion, but she couldn't stop herself from wondering why Ryley was in the same restroom as Lucas.
And most importantly, what were the two of them doing there?
"Rrr...Right." Gracia stammered with a visible confusion on her face. "Did you have... A good nap?"
Seeing the unsettled look on Gracia's face, Ryley rolled his eyes to the side, pushing the inside of his cheek with his tongue.
A guileful idea crossed his mind, and the only thing that pushed Ryley to do it was the fact that Gracia chose to stand against him.