Evaline:
"That you can't pretend to be anyone but you for more than just a few seconds."
The second those words left my mouth, the air in the office seemed to tighten.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed his fingers stilling where they were tapping against the side of his chair. The gleam in his eyes, the one that had begun to return just moments ago, was now narrowed with intensity.
His voice was quieter when he asked, "What is that supposed to mean?"
I didn't look up from my paperwork. "You know exactly what it means."
"I want to hear it from you," he said in a slightly sharper tone, it was edged with that signature Rogue Alpha demand. "Explain yourself, Evaline."
I met his gaze only briefly, then calmly returned to my notes. "Not in the mood to play twenty questions today."
