"I'm asking you, Nina."
I met his gaze, desperately hoping he had no suspicions about my true identity. "I am not the right person to ask, Mr. Collins," I replied in a steady tone.
Before Andrew could respond, his phone suddenly rang, startling both of us. With a sigh of relief, I watched as he removed his hands from my waist and stepped back to answer the call. As he engaged in the conversation, I took the opportunity to compose myself, grateful for the brief pause from the intense moment.
