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!

if he ever had a daughter, she could not even imagine what twisted thoughts a grown man like him would

touched her

thoughts are you harboring?” Leaned against the 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

went through the motions of making the cat

what’s your cat’s name?” Whitney

The man’s jaw tensed.

“Sir hasn’t

so lazy, not even giving you a name.

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

her Olive.

not like some girls, all talk no

pondered, then turned to ask, “What’s your name then? Let’s

eyes twinkled with

teaser, “Sir, why don’t you try playing with the kitty? It’s

activities, the man took the teaser, standing far off, stiff

you’re

shifted direction, the fluffy end lifting Whitney’s chin as he swiftly leaned in close, his lips brushing her

at his suggestive words. How dared he compare her

strong arm encircled her, teasing her several more times with the wand. He whistled lowly, a serious look on his face, “Can you meow for me?”

was the epitome of rakish charm, suggesting her to do something so explicit without saying it

could get

demeanor was evident as he

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