Chapter 452

Changing the locks is just basic, right?

York asked, "Do you do this for everyone, or is it just me?"

"Of course not everyone. Like my mom and Anne, every time I change the lock, I text them the new code. And after they visit, I don't change it. Why do you ask?" "So, why do you have to change it after I find out?"

Leda gave him a look that screamed, "Are you kidding me?" and retorted, "Who are you to me? Why wouldn't I change it? Are we close or something?" York was momentarily lost for words, then asked, "What about other guys? If they knew your home code..."

"I'd change it in a second," she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

York didn't know whether to feel relieved or dismayed.

Relieved because this woman wasn't totally naive; she kept her guard up with men, understanding the importance of boundaries.

Dismayed because, to her, he was no different from any other guy who needed to be kept at arm's length.

Leda asked, "Did you need something?"

York glanced around the room, saying, "It's boiling outside."

"And?" Leda pressed.

I come in

stepped aside,

a grin, slipping into house shoes as if he owned the place, and made a beeline for the living room where

eyes. "Spit

date to chase

Leda's eyes widened in disbelief. "Just get to the point, why bring up my social

he read them

it. What's wrong with me

you really come over in the middle of the afternoon just to recite my posts back

"Yep,

of my mind,

I

invitation. Let's see,

a fleeting

of yours was practically a siren call. So, here

knew how to play the game. No wonder

Stay here in the living room or move

his insinuating tone, Leda couldn't help but frown, "I'm up for fun, but

nonchalantly,

mix business with pleasure, especially not with

"We don't

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