Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

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.

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

gonna miss that,” I

me

can make the best of the worst

She blushes.

the room and stop in front of her.

She tenses.

the pulse is ticking in her throat

Hmmm. Interesting.

a chance and

I feel it.

always there. Like a low-level hum of electricity in

woman. Her hair is a tangled mess. Her eyes are big and wide with shadows beneath them. And there are

look like he

never were

I went wrong? Not giving her

It’s actions that have

fought

Bled for her.