Tessa found his response amusing. "Alright, I'll give you a spare key later."
Stephen followed Tessa inside, the bodyguards trailing behind them, carrying the suitcases.
"Why wait until later? Just do it today. I'm worried you'll forget."
Tessa laughed. "I'm not that forgetful."
Stephen received a call from Lawrence while he was having dinner with Tessa.
"Mr. Jacobson, Jacqueline has been captured. She's at the base. When will you be coming over?"
Stephen's eyes darkened. "Later."
"Understood, Mr. Jacobson."
Lawrence was left uncertain. How much later was "later"? But he didn't dare to ask.
Stephen ended the call and resumed eating.
Tessa asked casually, "Do you have something to do later?"
Stephen looked up at her and asked, "Do you want me to stay?"
Tessa puffed her cheeks and bit down on her fork without answering. She was the one who asked first, but he was turning it around on her.
Stephen's eyes filled with a hint of amusement. "Tess, do you not want me to leave?"
Tessa pursed her lips and mumbled, "I was just asking."
"Alright, you were just asking," Stephen said with a low chuckle.
"It's true, I was just asking. What's so funny about that?" Tessa pretended to glare at him in annoyance.
Stephen curved his lips into a smile and looked at her earnestly. "Nothing. But if you don't want me to leave, I can stay."
There it was again. Why did it sound so cheesy?
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