“The more I find out about you, Ian Shiro, the more suspicious you seem.” His grin widened, and this time, it creased the laugh lines edging his face. “And you know what, Sylvia Long, I think you like it.” Ezren stifled a snort and peeked at Bex. But if Bex was picking up on the flirtatious tension between these two, she wasn’t showing it.
