A moment later.
His eyes narrowed deeply, but his voice softened, a low and tender murmur curling around her ears, "Hmm? I'm here. Go on."
Hearing his voice, Bonnie slowly began to relax. She lifted her head slightly and caught a glimpse of herself in the car mirror.
Her eyes were a little red, hair slightly disheveled, not too obvious, but the disarray was unmistakable.
"..."
She froze.
From the phone came the man's cautious voice, so light it seemed he was afraid to startle her:
"Bonnie, where are you right now?"
Her throat moved. She pressed her lips together and averted her gaze. "...Buying a cake. I'll be back soon."
There was a brief silence on the other end. Bonnie licked her dry lips. "I'm hanging up."
Without waiting for Derek's response, she ended the call.
She sat in the car for a few minutes, then started the engine and drove off.
Back at the company, Derek sat under the soft light, his handsome profile unreadable.
...
