Chapter 514

Roseanne wasn't sure if it was too much or too little.

Was it because Owen Reynolds hadn't texted her back?

After all the dinner rolls were baked, Roseanne picked out 10 of the best ones, tucked them into a Ziploc bag, planning to drop them off at Owen Reynolds' place.

But after knocking for half a minute, the door remained closed.

She pulled out her phone, typing-

Professor, are you home?!

This time, Owen Reynolds replied quickly:

Came to the lab

Roseanne: II baked some crab-stuffed dinner rolls, saved you ten. Can you pick them up when you get back tonight?

Owen Reynolds wanted to reply "No, thank you," but halfway through typing, he thought better of it. It seemed too cold, too dismissive, especially considering the girl had gone to the effort of baking and offering to bring them over... It seemed rude.

And...

It made him feel oddly guilty.

Alright.

Roseanne put away her phone and went home.

kitchen and barely sitting down without even a sip of water, Leda's

Where are my crab-stuffed

baked dozens of them. That should satisfy your craving, you

clicking fiercely on the

week, her project had finally wrapped

to leave the office a

one who's always hungry! I'll be there soon-" Leda cooed,

the call, she pocketed

"York?"

too far away, hands in his pockets, scowling as

here?" Leda raised an eyebrow as

between them closed, his expression seemed

little flirt session?" York

smile twitched: "Did you take your meds

need meds to not

Leda: "..."

in a hurry, are we?

waiting for you, right? Go on

swnov

those heels, you'll move

Where's my

here. Need a ride? Don't worry, it's on the

sick or something? Didn't you say you'd move? Get out of

crab-stuffed rolls were

I'm not moving-" He deliberately stepped closer, grinning

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