“I haven’t spoken a word to her.”

“Your presence is enough to cause a disturbance.”

It was the same exhausting pattern. Twist any discomfort in the room into a weapon, aim it at me, and fire before anyone could examine the truth.

Griffin finished his scotch in one aggressive swallow. “Maybe you should find somewhere less noticeable to sit until dessert.”

I gave him a thin smile. “Table 42 is already performing that duty admirably.”

“Then stay there,” he ordered.