*Lucas*
As I watched Lauren walk away with Shelby, a knot tightened in my gut. There was something in the way she laughed too loudly at Shelby's dry remarks, an edge to her voice that didn't sit right with me. Maybe it was just the excitement bubbling over from snagging a high-profile client for the resort, but the glint in her eye seemed to flicker with something more than just enthusiasm.
When Lauren had turned her gaze to me, her bright smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. Something didn’t feel right. It felt … off. But, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. She had been fine last night, hadn’t she? Surely I would’ve noticed if something was wrong with her.
Last night had been different, or so it seemed in hindsight. But, not in a bad way. Dinner had been a more formal affair than was our norm. Lauren hadn't seemed off then. But now, as I replayed the evening in my head, I couldn't pinpoint any moment that would have led to this morning's weirdness.
