As Adrian rushed around the room, Matteo watched his every move. The truth was, he had already been trying to get over the hurt from their conversation that morning. Adrian had apologized, and that should have been enough.
But seeing him go to such lengths to make it up to him?
That was new.
A faint flicker of amusement stirred beneath Matteo's carefully controlled expression. Usually, he was the one spoiling Adrian, coaxing him, and bending over backward to make him smile. Seeing their roles reversed was unexpectedly entertaining.
So Matteo kept his face blank and said nothing, curious to see just how far his stubborn partner was willing to go.
Meanwhile, Adrian finally spotted the hair dryer and snatched it up in triumph.
"Got you!"
Clutching it like a prize, he hurried toward the nearest outlet. But in his rush, his foot slid across the sleek hardwood floor.
His eyes widened.
"Ah—!"
The world tilted beneath him as he completely lost his balance.
