Chapter 458

The man across from her looked up sharply when he heard the words "Uncle Rupert." His icy gaze landed right on her.

Sylvia instinctively dropped her eyes, trying to escape that stare, but her gaze fell right to his and Reese's slippers.

Matching slippers.

With little cartoon ducks.

If there was one thing everyone knew about Rupert, it was that he was practically allergic to warmth. The guy was colder than a New England winter.

He never changed for anyone.

Bridget had been around for over three years, and not once did he alter a single habit for her.

Even in Sylvia's last life-eight years together-he'd only ever worn the guest slippers, never the cute ones. Never anything picked out just for him.

But now? He'd changed. Willingly.

If Bridget ever found out, she'd realize just how pointless all her old jealousy really

was.

only woman ever in Rupert's heart had been the one who'd

silence: "Oh shoot! My chicken!

replied, eager for an excuse to get away from the awkward

quickly and nearly lost her balance,

cool as ever. "You

waiting for you to cook for me. Anyway, I've got

over Rupert's shirt, trying to wipe off

side, her mind blank. It was obvious Reese had tried Rupert's cooking before. If they cared about each other

in thought, she barely noticed Reese grabbing her hand and

Reese's cooking would be a mess-she'd

skillets humming. "Sylvia, try this for me-tell me how it stacks up against

of course)

but took a bite. She

it.

crush, she'd learned all his favorite dishes, just

must really love

as the Garcias' cook. I

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