Chapter 63

Leah sits at the dining room table. She runs her finger along the surface and it leaves a big streak in the dust.

“I’m thinking this place might need a woman’s touch,” I say.

She arches a brow at me. “Why? Because women are meant to ‘clean houses’ and be subservient? What the h ell, Aaron!? Sexist,

much?”

Christ. That didn’t come out right. “I didn’t mean for you to clean. Or other females. Just for someone to run the place. A bu nch of males left to their own devices…” I shrug. “They might be eating raw slabs of beef and only changing their socks once a week.”

She makes a gagging sound. It ends on a bit of a laugh.

I grin.

Da mn, she’s pretty when she smiles.

lights up and her eyes… her eyes shine with such energy it’s like the whole meaning of

miss that,” I

looks at me sharply. “What?”

best of

She blushes.

room and stop in

She tenses.

is ticking in her throat

Hmmm. Interesting.

take a chance and clasp her

then I feel it. That spark.

Like a low-level hum

wide with shadows beneath them. And

look like he ll, honey.”

never were one for

wrong? Not giving

empty, Leah. It’s actions that

I’ve fought

Bled for her.

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