Finally, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Alright," she said, though there was still a note of reluctance. "One dinner. But only once Tech Xclusive is handled. I need to know my company is safe before anything else."
"Deal." His voice was quiet, but a hint of relief seeped into it as the corners of his mouth lifted into a faint smile. "One dinner, after we've caught our culprit."
She looked away, her expression unreadable, but he could see the slight tremor in her hands as she reached to gather her things. He couldn't tell if it was anticipation or something closer to fear, but he respected her silence, knowing that her walls, built high and fortified by years of distrust, wouldn't crumble easily.
