"He just happened to stop by for a break." Ivana Bennett knew he was jealous again, and laughed as she gently pinched his arm, "We were just talking about his adventures."
Logan Bennett stood up, with a faint smile on his lips, "I think... I should go."
"No need!" Ivana Bennett hastily raised a palm to signal him to stay, "You continue to rest. We should go."
"Wishing you both a pleasant evening."
A smile remained on Logan Bennett's face.
"The same to you." Waving to him, Ivana pulled Lucas Walker out of the waiting room.
Logan Bennett sat back down on the sofa, picked up his wine glass, but did not drink, only idling with the glass.
In the glass, the red wine swayed, just like Ivana's skirt when she danced.
...
...
As they walked through the hall, Ivana looked sideways at Lucas Walker next to her. His face had changed from clear skies to cloudy since the moment they walked into the private room.
