Circles of Deception

Summary

I noticed Connor's fitness tracker had been logging over twenty thousand steps a day for an entire week.

I teased him about it, asking if he was secretly hitting the gym behind my back.

He walked out of the master bathroom, roughly towel drying his wet hair.

"The firm is pushing a massive new campaign. I've been running around meeting clients all day. I am absolutely dead on my feet."

He caught the thoughtful look in my eyes.

Coming up behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist, his voice dripping with that familiar affection.