"There's something else I need to tell you about you."
Cassian's tone turned serious, his corporate-CEO mask slipping into place.
"Actually—"
But Everly immediately slapped both hands over her face like a Victorian maiden who'd accidentally glimpsed a man's ankle.
"Aahh!!! You're going to say it now? Too soon! We barely know each other~"
Cassian's brain short-circuited. He stared at her like she'd just started speaking ancient Sumerian.
Seriously, did Amazon or Taobao sell Everly-to-Human translation dictionaries? Because honestly, decoding nuclear launch codes would be less mentally exhausting than understanding whatever frequency this woman's brain operated on.
"What's... too soon?"
Everly dropped her hands dramatically, now clutching herself like she was starring in a tragic romance novel.
