"....What—?" Meredith almost choked on her sip of scotch and Edward quickly patted her back then got up quickly to get a small handkerchief from the bar. He handed it to Meredith and she dabbed her mouth and took a deep breath then let it out slowly. Finally she asked, "What did you say?"
"How have you been these last two weeks that we've been apart?" Edward asked as though he hadn't mentioned anything other than that. Meredith stared at him and he looked at her deeply as though they had a special connection.
"I've been good," Meredith lied and feigned a smile that was almost genuine but with a hint of caution. "I've been busy, which I'm sure you have been as well."
Edward raised an eyebrow in disbelief. He could see through her facade somewhat. He knew she wasn't happy when she accepted the trip and while she was on the trip she didn't seem to talk about nor did it seem she thought about his brother, Brayden.
