Chapter: 1547

Her question pulled Gorman back to himself. Forcing composure, he raised his glass and drank slowly. "Nothing serious. My hand slipped. Did | scare you?"

"No, it's fine." Linsey gave a small shake of her head.

A guarded look came over Gorman's face before he asked, "What brought that up? Why are you asking about my fiancée now?"

Trying to sound casual, Linsey answered, "It just popped into my head. Thought I'd ask. That's all."

On the surface, her response seemed innocent, but Gorman could feel there was more to it.