Cassian simply stared at her through the screen.
His expression became completely unreadable.
Then his fingers began tapping lightly against the surface of his desk.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
The rhythmic sound echoed faintly through the speaker.
Juliet's smile grew.
She knew that habit far too well. Cassian only tapped his fingers like that when he was annoyed and actively trying not to show it.
Clearly, he hated her plan. She could practically see the internal battle raging behind those dark eyes.
His jaw flexed.
The muscles in his cheek tightened.
For a brief moment, conflict flashed across his face before disappearing just as quickly.
Part of him wanted to order her home immediately.
The other part clearly couldn't bring himself to deny her.
Tilting her head slightly, Juliet looked at him through her lashes.
"I want to look pretty when you see me, Cassian."
The tapping stopped instantly.
The sudden silence felt strangely intimate.
Neither of them spoke.
Cassian's gaze remained locked on her face.
The tapping immediately stopped.
For a second, neither of them spoke.
His dark gaze remained fixed on her face.
The tension in his expression softened ever so slightly.
Then she saw it.
The brief flash of confusion.
The hesitation.
The internal struggle.
As though part of him wanted to refuse while another part desperately wanted to hear her say things like that again.
