Logan’s possessiveness was starting to irritate Alessia, but she didn’t want to create more drama. ‘Fine, I’ll take them. But I don’t owe him anything,’ she mumbled under her breath.
Logan stood at the open doorway, his voice sharper than ever. ‘You can eat it or throw it away for all I care.’
Alessia rolled her eyes, refusing to let his words get to her.
Why must the man turn a kind gesture into a bossy order?
She opened one of the lunch boxes and found a delicious spread of her favourite dishes.
Despite her irritation, she couldn’t help but appreciate the thoughtfulness of the gesture.
As she savoured the food, she couldn’t deny that Logan’s chef knew exactly how to make her taste buds sing.
The flavours were exquisite, and she found herself enjoying the meal more
