Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 529

Roseanne paused, a spark of gratitude in her eyes. "You gave it to me, but what about you...?"

Owen Reynolds shrugged off the cold. "I'm fine."

"Thanks."

As they reached the corner of the street, Owen told Roseanne to wait up for a moment and darted into the nearby convenience store.

In less than a minute, he emerged with two steaming cups in hand.

"Here you go."

Roseanne, curious, took a sniff. "What's this?"

"Ginger spiced tea."

Her eyebrows raised in surprise. "They sell that here?"

How had she never noticed?

Owen chuckled. "Seasonal special, just started stocking it."

"And yours?"

He shook his head. "Nah, I went for a buckwheat tea."

Wrapped in the warmth of the drink and Owen's coat, Roseanne felt a cozy heat envelop her, her cheeks flushing a lovely shade of pink. After climbing the stairs, she handed back the coat to Owen.

"Thanks, Professor. Goodnight."

was slight

headed to

Roseanne settled down to tackle her thesis, bundled up in a knitted sweater, cozy

phone rang.

"Hey, Dad."

Anne hit

yet, deep in thesis

up too late and remember to

Dad. We've got heating up here; it's not that cold indoors. How's

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beef your way, about t pounds or so. Should

How can I

for you. Share half with Owen. It's

Owen, as usual, hung his coat on the rack

still held Roseanne's

hesitated, then leaned in for a closer

coat onto the sofa and headed for the

next morning, Roseanne indeed received Norris's

on Owen's door. "Professor, you

reveal a slightly disheveled Owen, seemingly just woken

wake you? I'm

that seemed odd; it was nearly ten, and Owen was usually up

alright?" Roseanne asked,

"Just...a slight cold."