Chapter 1995 No Swearing
- “It’s not like I asked you to take me to eat!” Leander shot back, chin stubbornly raised, every inch the obstinate brat.
- Caxton’s temper flared, but before the anger could burst free, Martin caught his arm and held him back.
- Martin shook his head at Caxton, guided him a step to the side, then asked Leander in an unfailingly pleasant tone, “Would you like to have dinner with us, or would you prefer that we drive you straight home?”