Chapter 122

Tilly's face goes from pale pink to beet red in less time than it takes to blink.

Looking down at the shoe, and up at my smug face, she realizes that I must know something.

"Um," she laughs, nervously rubbing her neck and averting her eyes. "I wondered where I had lost that."

"It's a good thing I found it in the hallway this morning," I take a long sip of my coffee, eyeing her over the cup. "Right outside of Clark's door."

"Oh," she tries to hide her horror behind her cup. "What a strange place for that to be."

I laugh at her discomfort. "Oh Tilly, you can stop now. I saw you two."

She freezes as her mind processes the meaning of my words. "So you were in the corridor spying on us?" her tone is a little frosty but not unfriendly. "Or were you sneaking around yourself?"

She got me there. "Sneaking is too strong a word, more like 'quietly returning'."

She snorts, breaking the ice between us. Laughing together, I tell her a bit more about my night with Atlas and why I didn't return u