Adrian’s smirk of disappointment was met with a bright smile of genuinely happy greeting from Alicia. Alright, perhaps there was a touch gloating in it, but mostly she was happy to see him. “Or maybe I’m just so intimidating that they simply part to let me through.” Or maybe there hadn’t actually been any people to slip by, just like it was just a couple of doors down and she didn’t have to go down any stairs. Or lock up, for that matter.
Leaning into Adrian’s kiss, she brushed one of her own to his cheek. “You too, Pucey,” she smiled and sat back up. “How was your weekend?”