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Rosaline was too quick to observe Kaito’s reaction. She caught the arched eyebrow and how his gaze looked her over just a bit differently than before. It was how Cathy had looked at her when they first met. And Pete. Rosaline still wanted to wrap her hands around his throat.
Her eyes narrowed slightly and looked up at Jacob. The man recognized that he’d messed up and pulled up a chair to sit down at their table, slightly closer to Rosaline than Kaito. “Sorry, Ros,” he murmured. Though he didn’t touch her. Not unless she instigated it. Rosaline wasn’t a very touchy-feely person. She preferred solace in the form of favors and company.
She looked back over as Kaito started talking again. He might mean it now, but wait until he knew the whole story, and not just the rumors flying around. Courtesy of Cathy.
Rosaline was grateful for the change in topic, and as she relaxed more, her hand slipped into Jacob’s knee, and her thumb rubbed over a frayed spot in his jeans. He grinned subtly and accepted the gesture while she listened.
“That’s fascinating,” Rosaline murmured. “You must travel very often then. Do you only go to places near the coast?”