Start Over With Me?

“So,” Leaning back in the chair he was currently seated in, Gabriel fixed his gaze on Leonica who sat across from him, hands arranged neatly in front of her. “Where do you want to begin?” Leonica remained quiet at his question, gaze darting anywhere but where he sat. It had been like that for the past five minutes ever since they had entered the restaurant a floor below. Anastasia, being the kind soul she is, had offered to watch Ashley along with Christian, who was already in the child’s room, when Gabriel had demanded the two talk. And now, here they were, seating across from each other, one refusing to look at one in the eyes, while the other was sternly demanding explanation for several questions. If one didn’t know better, they could be mistaken for a couple going through a tough divorce period. “I have nothing explain to you.” Leonica finally spoke, but still refused to look Gabriel in the eyes. “Nothing?” He tilted his head to the side, catching her gaze. “At all?” “Is there som