Lila
When they reached his office, Dane headed straight to his seat behind his desk and sat looking out the window. Uncertain where he wanted her, Lila stayed standing next to it.
"I'm sorry—" she began, but he cut her off.
"You really need to stop apologizing every time we talk."
"Sor—" she coughed. "Okay."
"What happened today wasn't your fault. I was…touched. It was very thoughtful of you to organize that. I guess I should have known you'd be proactive. I should have warned you. Birthdays aren't pleasant for me. So maybe in the future, you can keep that particular kindness to yourself?" He tried to smile. "If you want to birthday someone, Chris might appreciate it." His tone was very dry. She didn't know whether to laugh in case he was serious.
"Okay."
