Chapter Seventy-Five: What Is She Up To?

Anthony's POV

"Miss Wyatt, is there anything I can do for you?" my voice is stern, but I make sure to keep my eyes soft as I look at her, hoping she sees this for what it is, and not whatever story she is surely conjuring up in her head. Her eyes flick from Gia to me, and for a long moment, zero in on my mouth. The frown disappears yet again, and in its place, is the hardest face I have ever seen on her.

"Coach asked me to bring these to you for a final look before she submits it to Netball Australia." She waves a brown envelope in front of her, her voice not matching her stoic expression.

"Azania, I haven't seen you in so long." Gia purrs, shifting in her seat to get a better look at the girl who has been driving me crazy these past few months. Azania's look is cold as she looks at my wife, and I panic for a second, thinking the pot is going to boil over. But I am pleased when she smiles, albeit forced.