Madeline fastened the French cuffs on his shirt without a word. Her hands moved with precise care, but her face stayed unreadable. Once the last button was secure, she turned on her heel and left, her expression calm as still water.

Sebastian watched her go, his gaze lingering on her retreating figure.

Later, they arrived together at the Harper family’s wedding reception.

Sebastian led Madeline toward a vibrant, middle-aged couple. He greeted them ...