Lily’s hands trembled slightly as she balanced the tray of sandwiches and coffee. The meat-filled sandwiches she’d prepared were still warm, and the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the hallway as she approached Zayn’s office.
“Don’t worry, dear. He’ll appreciate the gesture,” Martha reassured her, patting her arm gently.
Lily nodded, taking a deep breath to steady herself. After their intimate moment in the bathroom the other day, she wasn’t sure how Zayn would act around her.
When they reached the door, Martha knocked on her behalf.
“Enter,” Zayn commanded from within.
Zayn sat behind his large desk, papers spread before him. Ezra stood nearby, pointing at something on a map. Both men looked up as they entered.
Surprise flickered across Zayn’s face when he saw Lily with the tray. His eyes softened momentarily.
“Thank Goddess! You arrived at the perfect time,” Ezra heaved a sigh of relief.
