Sylvia didn't have a chance to stop him-Rupert had already picked up the things lying on her couch.

Half-finished scarves.

Skeins of yarn in every color imaginable.

Some she'd started, only to realize the color wasn't as nice as she'd thought, so she tossed them aside. Over time, the rejects became a little mountain of half- completed projects.

In the end, she couldn't decide between deep red and black.

Rupert, of all people, definitely didn't need anything black-his closet was full of it. But she was afraid he might actually prefer black anyway, so she ended up making a black scarf too.

The pile on the couch made it look like she was preparing for a grand event or something.

"All these for me?" Rupert asked, his voice as unreadable and cool as ever, like he was just making small talk.

Sylvia instantly regretted everything. Had she been too presumptuous?

Embarrassed, she tried to shield the scarves with her arms.

"No, no, I just haven't knitted in a long time, so I bought extra supplies in case I messed up."

Rupert leaned past her and picked up one of her earlier attempts-a scarf barely as wide as his hand, with several stitches dropped.

"Definitely a little rusty," he commented.

Sylvia rolled her eyes and snatched the ruined scarf away.

course it's not as good

like them, he didn't have to

put a lot of thought into this, but now it felt like she

admire Rupert's absolute lack of tact. Quickly, he

Lloyd, Mr. Rupert asked me to make you some ginger tea on the way back. Where do you

mood softened a

out of ginger. I'll see if Ms. Ward next

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out and knocked on

look at her and frowned with concern. "What's

told Ms. Ward all

knew was that

and Sylvia

So she'd been extra attentive

"Nothing serious. Just came to borrow some ginger.

"Don't you worry about it, dear.

are people

rdly.

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front door and her

a plateful of

about

technique you wanted to

video for you. I'll send it over later. But honestly, when you're knitting for a man, keep

the scarves flashed through her mind. She forced a smile. “He helped me out, so this is just a

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