"Liesel, I had never realized before, but you really have a way with words."
A spark of amusement flashed through Joel’s eyes as he looked down at her, his gaze warm and devoid of any intention to blame her.
Liesel pursed her lips and kept quiet, feeling a bit guilty.
"Ding dong, ding dong!"
"Someone's at the door."
The doorbell rang just in time, breaking the tense and somewhat flirtatious atmosphere.
Joel slightly curved his lips, perceiving the subtle evasion in her eyes. With a strong pull, he wrapped his arms around her and opened the door with his other hand.
"Hello, is this Ms. Halstead’s residence?" A deliveryman with a helmet asked, holding a birthday cake in his hands.
Joel’s voice was cool, "No, it isn’t."
Slam!
Before the deliveryman could continue, Joel abruptly shut
