Fiona felt the weight of that stare like a physical touch. It pulled at something deep in her chest, the same pull that had drawn her to him that first night, the same pull she had been trying so hard to bury. For a split second their gazes almost locked.
She looked the other way.
She turned her head toward the window, staring out at the glittering city skyline as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world. Her jaw tightened.
She would not give him the satisfaction. Not after Katherine had just painted her as a possible saboteur in front of the entire leadership team. Not after weeks of mixed signals and broken promises.
Martin's footsteps continued. He said nothing. But Fiona could feel the reluctance in his stride as he and Katherine left the boardroom together.
The door clicked shut behind them.
Only then did Fiona let out the breath she had been holding.
