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.

and her eyes… her eyes shine with such energy it’s like

miss that,” I

at me sharply.

can make the best

She blushes.

and stop in

She tenses.

the pulse is ticking in her throat and her pupils are

Hmmm. Interesting.

a chance and

feel

hum of electricity in

are big and wide with

look like he ll, honey.”

well. You never were one for flattery.”

where I went wrong?

are empty, Leah. It’s actions that have

fought for her.

Bled for her.

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