Fiona has been noticing it .
She was walking past the front desk when she saw miya — Ethan's secretary — standing by the printer, pretending to fix a paper jam that didn't exist.
Her eyes weren't on the machine.
They were on Ethan.
He was across the lobby, talking to someone from finance, laughing about something that probably wasn't funny. He looked good, as usual,tailored suit, perfect hair, that easy smile he wore like armor.
Fiona watched Miya for a moment.
The way her eyes lingered.
The way she bit her lip.
She seemed to be trying to get his attention without being over by the slight tilt of her head. It was clear. Fiona clenched her jaw. She turned and left.
She didn't forget, though.
