Ashlyn got up with a stretch, her stomach rumbling.

She was just about to get out of bed when she heard the bathroom door being pulled open with a clatter.

The man came out with a white towel wrapping around his waist, exposing his eight packs that were shaped like a bar of chocolate.

This man was so perfect that one could find nothing to cavil about, even his body.

“Aren’t you flying today?” She blinked at him wonderingly.

“I’m flying tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. “Take your time to find a house. There’s no rush to move out.”

Ashlyn regretted lying about finding a house last night.

There was no easy way out now.

She could only nod with a smile. “My husband is still the best.”

and sat down in front of her. She naturally took

the towel aside and

squinted his eyes to the warm wind and the whirring of

inwardly

look like an ordinary loving

does this even look like we’re about

done.” Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s

his side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can I get a

the man’s lips. “You’ll

her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food from now

worse at it than I am.”

butler, was all

Ashlyn smiled in

for many years. He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a picky eater, which was a headache to all the

salty or too sweet; or too spicy

too troublesome, and Western food was too

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