The awkwardness was something new, but somehow felt familiar to him. It brought the easy catch of his smile, attentive to her fidgeting. It struck him as strangely cute, the women that frequented his penthouse weren't really the fidgeting type.
Her words eventually connected with him, and he fixed his eyes on the wrapped framework. "You brought me a.. you're leaving?"
From happily confused to skewed with a frown, Trenton turned back to her.