Chapter 37 Tiny Concessions
- “Didn’t seem too heavy on your mind while you were shoving in and out of Bethanie.”
- “No.” He admitted. “It likely didn’t. Is that the hint of jealousy in your voice?”
- He queried in a soft voice. His shoulder still far enough between me and the crack of the door that I couldn’t get past him. And he was showing no inclination to move anytime soon.