Nina stepped up behind him, slipping easily into his space like she belonged there. She followed his gaze to the street below, then to the lazy smirk playing on his lips.
"What?" she asked.
"She came here," Jason said with a scoff, as if it were nothing more than an amusing detail.
Nina frowned. "Who?"
"Livia."
For a split second, something flickered across her face, surprise, maybe even concern, but it vanished quickly. "Oh," she said lightly. "No. What's next?"
Jason chuckled, utterly unbothered. "Fake apologies. What else?" He shrugged. "I know her type. She'll fall for it again."
He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Nina's forehead, possessive and careless. "Now come on," he said smoothly, lifting her into his arms. "Let's continue."
She giggled, looping her arms around his neck as they disappeared back inside.
