Chapter 359

Sylvia didn't say a word.

Not wanting Naomi to worry, she insisted she was fine, slapped an ice pack on for half an hour, and called it a night.

Rupert, of course, saw right through her. He exchanged a look with Orson, who was standing by the door.

Orson took the hint and slipped out quietly.

Sylvia figured that was her chance to get off Rupert's lap, but he spun his

wheelchair around, trapping her between himself and the table.

Suddenly, his warm chest pressed against her, and she could feel his breath, hot

against her cheek. Her face, already flushed, burned even more.

His voice was low and rough in her ear. "Did you get enough to eat?"

Sylvia nodded quickly. "You should eat something."

"Don't like any of it," Rupert replied flatly.

So why'd he buy so much? Sylvia glanced at the table, noticing for the first time that the food was exactly what she'd missed out on at the food truck festival the

other night.

at Rupert-right into his intense gaze. There was no mistaking

felt like a deer caught in

her lip. "I can order

in his palm

for

to hers, gentle at first, then

on the

panicked, pushing

only held her tighter, clearly in no

had a pretty good idea

few moments later, Orson tried

Rupert? Uh... Chris

couldn't hold Chris back

boundaries—he'd barge in

the roof. She bit Rupert's

and tried to get up, but her whole body still fett hot-from where she'd been sitting on Rupert, and... well, from other things she

glanced at

looking, voice husky. "See something

immediately turned

the door opened and

mischief. "Ms. Lloyd, what's with the

at the blank wall in front of her,

had used the table to

the subject. "The medicine just arrived.

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