Chapter 435: Should We Go Home?

Walker's POV:

I've said it before and I'll undoubtedly say it again; this woman will be the death of me.

I can still remember as clear as day the first moment I saw her. I'd judged her wrongly from that very first moment. It's ironic that the one thing I hated about my job on that very first day quickly became the thing I loved most about it.

Now several months later, the idea of a single day working without Kentley beside me is almost painful. Not that I'd tell her that. My little lioness doesn't need any excuses to work harder than she already does.

We can't sit here like this. All it would take is for someone to walk in and all that professionalism that we've managed to maintain will be shot.

"Should I make you a coffee?" I ask softly.

"I don't want a coffee."

I don't argue with her. What's the point?