When she looked up at him, there was a frown folded between his brows. The one that made him look like the past twelve years hadn’t happened. The focused gaze that had changed her life.

He typed something on his phone.

Ashna looked down at her own phone and channeled all her mental energy to will the wait time to move. It did the exact opposite. Still twenty minutes.

There was no way on earth she could spend another minute here with them.

“George will take you home.” Rico stood, pointing across the lobby to the black town car that pulled up outside the doors. The black town car he had made appear in under a minute. “Come on.”

Ashna didn’t want his driver taking her anywhere. “George can take Song home when she’s ready. My ride is almost here.”

His jaw was set. “Song has her own car. She can drop me off if George doesn’t get back by the time we’re ready to leave.”

Song beamed at him from the couch and opened her arms to Ashna.

Ashna bent and gave her a hug.

Of course, he’d want to drop Song off at her hotel when they were ready to leave.

Rico pressed a hand into her back. “Let’s go.”

Song slumped back onto the couch, waving at Ashna, and Ashna couldn’t bring herself to argue with Rico in front of her. Not that his hand on her back was making it easy to form words.

Why did bodies have minds of their own?

They walked out through the automatic glass doors into the cool night and she shivered. He opened the car door and she got in.

Shutting her door, he walked over to the other side and opened the passenger-side door. “Curried Dreams, 300 High Street in Palo Alto,” he said to the driver as he reached in and fiddled with the temperature control on the center console. The car, and the seat she was sitting on, warmed instantly. Ashna’s insides followed suit. “Ms. Raje can tell you where to go from there.” With that he thanked George, barely met Ashna’s eyes, and went back to Song.

When the town car pulled up to her home, Ashna thanked George and tried to tip him. He refused with a smile and a “Mr. Silva is more than generous, Ms. Raje.”