Chapter 25 Protect Him?

• Isla’s POV:
• I stood there, mouth slightly open, feeling a little incredulous. I untied my apron and, standing on my tiptoes, slipped it over Matthew’s neck. Even with him bending down, I still couldn’t quite reach, having to stretch a bit to get the apron on. The small pink apron, hanging awkwardly on his broad frame, looked out of place on his muscular body.
• I walked around him and tied the strings at the back. The scene felt so much like a normal interaction between a husband and wife that it stirred something inside mine.