Julian was stunned by the invitation.
He knew only a fool would decline a request from Cillian Pierce, yet he felt a duty to see Aliana safely back to her hotel. He hesitated, torn between professional opportunity and his role as her escort.
Seeing through his hesitation, Aliana replied, "It's fine, Mr. Julian. You should go ahead. I have my own car and will see you tomorrow at the conference."
"Are you sure?" Julian asked.
"Yes." Aliana gave him a polite smile before giving a small nod to Cillian. Then, finally, letting her gaze settle on Gavriel, whose eyes had not left her even once.
There was so much she wanted to say, so many questions she wanted to ask, but she couldn't find the words while the entire room watched her.
"Thank you for your help today... Mr. Valentine," she said softly. And before those icy blue eyes could pull her back into their depths, she turned and hurried out of the club.
