Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 57

Going back through their old messages, Zinnia had always been the one making conversation—chatty, almost as if she were trying to fill every silence. Landon, on the other hand, rarely bothered to reply at all. And when he did, it was always something curt: “Yeah.” “Noted.” “Busy right now.”

But suddenly, the tables had turned.

He even found himself thinking, a little self-mockingly, that if he hadn’t used Xander as an excuse, Zinnia probably wouldn’t have agreed to have dinner with him at all.

He had no idea how he’d ended up treading so carefully around her, as if afraid a single misstep would ruin everything.

A humorless smile tugged at his lips.

Well, he thought, he had left her alone in Norway for two weeks—even if he had his reasons, it was a bit much.

If she needed to be coaxed, then so be it.

Zinnia was easygoing; surely she’d be easy to appease, too.

Meanwhile, Zinnia had spent the better part of an hour scouring rental sites online, but found nothing suitable. Giving up for now, she rubbed her tired eyes, closed her laptop, and left her room.

Just as she stepped out, the electronic lock on the door beeped.

She glanced up. Landon was pushing the door open, letting himself in.

Their eyes met.

Zinnia had shed her hospital clothes—a crisp shirt and slacks—in favor of a soft beige knit set. Her hair, still slightly damp from her shower, was gathered loosely at the nape of her neck and held in place with a simple clip. A few wisps had escaped to frame her face, lending her a casual elegance and a quiet, intellectual charm.

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