Chapter 22 Warmth

• RAYNE
• “Really?” Oleander asked, gaping as he turned to face me as I agreed to go to his favorite spot. The look on his face screamed he never imagined he’d hear the words come out of my mouth and I laughed at his expression, confirming it. “Okay,” he exclaimed enthusiastically, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. “Thank you,” he said, and I replied that he was welcome.
• I opened my mouth to ask where the offices we were headed to were, as I had heard they had relocated since my last visit, but he spoke first, advising me to practice my best ‘official’ smile for the photograph as if he could sense my nervousness.