Chapter 28

Allergies and still keeping a cat? Quite the peculiar masochist and a loner, this guy.

Whitney’s gaze was too transparent, and the man’s icy glance swept over her. “Are you insulting me?”

“No way. It was a compliment.”

“Complimenting my looks?”

Speechless, Whitney glanced at his smugly curved, thin lips.

Thick–skinned much!

“This whole pink–themed decor, it wouldn’t also be…”

Taryn teased quietly, “It was Sir Ouldn’t also be…”

request.”

Whitney suddenly envied the little cat princess. He spoiled her way too much!

ever had a daughter, she could not even imagine what

touched her tight

door frame, L’s gaze teasingly fixed on her. Whitney’s face flushed, and she quickly walked in with the dogs, “Hey, kitty, this is Spark and Blaze. They’ll be

the motions of making the cat

name?” Whitney asked, tilting her egg–shaped face

The man’s jaw tensed.

hasn’t named the

lazy, not even giving you a name. I’ll

voice was soft and sweet; she was just a little girl at that moment. Clearly, she had many

her Olive. It’s

like some girls, all talk no

then turned to ask, “What’s your name then? Let’s see if you live up

eyes twinkled with amusement,

over a cat teaser, “Sir, why don’t you try playing with the kitty?

to such activities, the man took the teaser, standing

frowned. “If you’re allergic like that, why keep a cat?”

shifted direction, the fluffy end lifting Whitney’s chin as he swiftly leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear, his voice dangerously charming. “I’m not allergic to you, little kitty!”

at his suggestive words. How dared he compare her to a

times with the wand. He

epitome of rakish charm, suggesting her to do

could get

he walked away, clearly in

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