When I'd heard my photographic studio door open my pulse raced because I had instinctively sensed Flynn was near. Seeing his handsome, worried face staring down at me while I lay on the bed taking pictures of Ronaldo filled me with both excitement, and dread in equal measures. He looked tired.
I'd been stressed out all morning at the thought of facing him again, and the exchange we'd just had before leaving the studio made me furious. The crushing pain in my chest after our heated exchange before we left wasn't an impending heart attack, it was my heart breaking.
The ride home was torturous apart from Liam singing along to "Ten Green Bottles" in the car while Flynn sat silent and still by my side. Anticipating that what we had to say wasn't for Liam's ears, Lee had Niven waiting to distract Liam when we drove up beside the SUV in the driveway.