Grace's POV

I stepped into the office and felt it immediately. The tension humming from Hunter's office.

Great. He was in a mood. I could always tell. He didn't even need to speak. The air shifted when he was pissed.

His door was open. He sat behind his desk, eyes fixed on the screen, jaw tight. I didn't look at him for more than a second. Just walked to my desk like I hadn't felt his gaze snap to me the moment I stepped into the room.

I clicked into my emails, my fingers moving across the ...