Knox came in, his gaze sweeping over the space. He gave Delaney a polite nod and kept right on going, studying my side of the room intently. “We gotta get you some posters or something. Make this homier.” Posters? That was what he was focused on? “Knox,” Delaney breathed in a husky voice. “It’s so good to see you again.” She looked up at him through fluttering lashes.
