He might just be feigning interest, though.

After all, Sanford was a gentleman. Perhaps he was just naturally kind to all his women.

Post-breakfast, Maggie busied herself with clearing the table.

Rosalynn, eyeing the men, issued a command. “Take out the trash.”

Both Brian and Sanford traded a stunned glance.

“Did you hear that? Go throw the garbage,” Brian echoed, delegating the menial task to Sanford.

drew closer to him, whispering, “Brian, shouldn’t you aim to

of dealing with waste was alien to them. Their meals had always been

They both had mysophobia.

Brian to demonstrate his willingness to undertake even the most mundane

glance at Rosalynn, his brow furrowing

exaggerated distance from his body, Rosalynn couldn’t contain her laughter. “The bag isn‘t

Brian replied, “Of

maintain such a gap between yourself and the bag?” Rosalynn

“Static electricity.”

found herself at a loss

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