Glyn shrugged. "I told you I like you. I want you, and I'm going to get you. But I guess you're so uptight because you have a wife. I really didn't take you for such a faithful man, you know…"
Stefanos stared at her.
For some reason, something about that statement rubbed him the wrong way. "What did you say your name was again?"
"Glyn." She smiled at him.
"Glyn what?" he pressed. "Don't you have a surname?"
"Of course I do. I didn't fall from the sky."
Her chuckle filled his ears.
"Carson. My surname is Carson."
"Carson…" Stefanos narrowed his eyes as he let the words roll off his tongue. "Your name is Glyn Carson?"
Glyn shrugged. "Yes. Why?"
"I've got some questions for you," he said.
She tilted her head, curious.
"Are you related to Ian Basti?"
A beat of silence passed between the two of them, then she suddenly burst out laughing. It was as if he'd just said the most ridiculous thing in the world.
