Chapter 46 You Missed A Spot
- I was still drying dishes, trying to focus on literally anything other than Mr. Thorne, when I felt him step closer. His presence was impossible to ignore—like gravity, pulling me in whether I wanted it or not.
- “,” he said, his voice low, right by my ear.
- I flinched, nearly dropping the plate in my hands. “Jesus, give a girl a warning, would you?”