Killam took a breath and then turned.
He still wasn't prepared.
Yousef stood there, though Killam's gaze went past him to Ivy. He swallowed for the hundredth time.
Ivy looked back at Killam doing a far better job holding it all together. Her outward calm felt as though it extended around him, allowing him to breathe.
"Miss. Ivy," Yousef said in a monotone voice.
"Nice to see you again," Killam managed in his normal voice.
Ivy gave him a head to toe look and a slow smile. "Nice to see you, too."
She was playing the role. Doing what they'd talked about. Using that kiss to their advantage.
Yousef glanced at Killam then without another word turned and strode back to handle whatever it was he needed to, likely herding a very high Jabby to a table to actually eat something.
Ivy took a step toward Killam and slid her arm through his.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
He had to say something. The truth would complicate matters too much.