“Look,” Chris says, glancing over his shoulder at you,

“We’re over. Let’s just focus on this mission, okay?”

He turns back around, quietly creeping down another hall. He’s too aware of your presence. The moment he tries to look somewhere else, he immediately finds his gaze on you.

You’re too distracting him.

Chris picks up his pace. The faster you finish this mission, the faster he can go back to pretending you don’t exist. You’re supposed to stay his ex, after all.