Chapter 820

"My feelings are honest and out in the open-there's nothing shameful about them. Why shouldn't I admit it?" Owen Reynolds's gaze was clear and unwavering, his words simple and direct.

Corley stared at him, hands clenched tight. For the first time, he felt the sting of defeat.

"Does Roseanne know?" he asked quietly.

Owen didn't bother to hide anything. "I tried to tell her. Tested the waters, you could say. She told me she's not interested in relationships right now-her studies come first."

Corley let out a short laugh. "So she turned you down?"

"Not exactly." Owen caught sight of the smirk on Corley's lips but remained calm. "I never actually confessed. Not officially."

Corley's smile grew broader, almost mocking.

Owen frowned. "What's so funny?"

"You. You're hilarious."

"Is that so?" Owen's tone was cool and matter-of-fact. "Just because I don't have

a chance now doesn't mean I won't later. You, on the other hand-now or in the

ever have a chance

really, who's the

the words hitting

as she returned, arms loaded with

rare

everyone; even with Owen at the table, there was

grandma made everything from scratch. You have to try the roast pork with honey

meatballs are delicious-they're stuffed with

dish, taking a bit of everything she mentioned. He

overwhelming-it's really impressive. And these meatballs, the mushrooms inside are so fresh, and is

"Professor, you have quite the palate! When my grandma rolls the meatballs, she likes to dip her hands in adittle vinegar-she says it

I guess I came at just the

trade smiles and banter, their easy rhythm making

Roseanne started clearing the table while Owen

word, the two moved in sync-one tidying up, the other scrubbing away -falling into

this wasn't

I have something to finish

thinking much of it. "Drive safe,

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