Adam walked into the conference room with the older man with his jaw tight and shoulders tense. He said nothing as he took the seat across the man, but inside he was seething.
The older man seemed to be holding a hint of smug amusement in his eyes as he leaned back slightly in his chair and watched Adam with thinly veiled curiosity.
"So," the man began casually, "are you dating your co-director? That was quite an interesting scene I stumbled onto."
Adam didn't look up right away but when he did, his expression was stone cold.
"You're misunderstanding," he said flatly, his voice devoid of any expression.
The older man held up a hand, gave him a pacifying smile and said smoothly, "I believe you."
But his eyes told a different story. There was a gleam there—a knowing look that lingered Like a man who had seen too many boardroom affairs and knew the signs when he saw them.
