Days passed, and weeks passed. Baylee resigned her position as church custodian, making a spot for a mentally challenged man from the state school. Life felt so perfect, so happy, she almost didn"t believe it.
One Saturday morning, Chase met her eyes over the breakfast table. His heated gaze still made her blush, but it was a good blush, one that recalled their lush, sweaty passion the night before.
“You know something?” he asked nonchalantly.
She responded with a questioning expression.
“I think you and Shelby should go to the mall today and get yourself some new clothes. If I"m not mistaken, you"re a bit short on undies.”
At the word, Baylee"s cheeks heated further. That"s because you tore off my last pair, you goof.
That"s because you tore off my last pair, you goof.Her son’s chor
