Chapter 28: Once a casual purchase, it's now out of production.

Kellan wasn't entirely sure if his senses were playing tricks on him, but there was a perceptible change in Allison's voice when she spoke, a subtle lightness, as if the idea of ​​perfume truly pleased her.

The patio basked in the soft glow of sunlight, which cast an even heat over everything.

Two cats zigzagged around his legs, brushing them from time to time, their meows demanding attention.

The faint plum scent emanating from Allison calmed the restlessness bubbling inside Kellan.

Distracted, he accidentally pushed a little too hard, making a hole in the clay he'd been working on.

Careful.

Don't force it, he instructed.

Let the clay guide you.

Gently shape it until it starts to come together on its own, and then you can give it that final push.

Allison snapped her finger, guiding her hand with a subtle touch, placing her fingers where they needed to be.

If you want it to have life, don't treat it like a dead weight lump.

Relax, he told her softly.

And stop closing your fingers like that.

Their fingertips touched and Kellan felt a subtle jolt run through him, like a spark of electricity.

He wanted to back away, but doing so would make it too obvious, too deliberate.

Her voice lingered in the air, soft but authoritative, as if only she could hold him back.

He noticed that his skin, pale but warm, had calluses on his fingers.

From where he was sitting, he could see his face, totally focused on the clay.

His bangs were a little out of place, but his hands moved with precision.

The calluses on the tips of his fingers, especially the ring and index fingers, reminded him of his own, with the difference that his had been earned after years of handling firearms.

You can support him a little more below, he added.

Kellan shook himself mentally, realizing how ridiculous his thinking had been.

Allison Liking Him It was impossible.

He had grown up around gunpowder and violence; she seemed so indifferent, so unconcerned with the world around her.

how to use firearms,

was thinking

began to take shape into something more refined beneath

unusual expression for him, and the

had entered the courtyard,

them stopped them in their

and woman sitting

seemed almost at peace, like they

sure this is the place," Colton asked, frowning

narrowed his eyes, trying hard to believe that the woman before him

– of all people, who was famous for his impatience with women and his unpredictable

a hint of doubt in his voice and eyes wide

they got closer, there was no

was Allison

flash of jealousy crossed Melany's face, but she quickly composed herself

a small world, Allison! I didn't expect you

Emanuel can take

that their

if suddenly

silly me! You just got a nice windfall: four

spending must seem like pocket change to

didn't even look at her, as if her

failing, and Seeing that Allison and Kellan continued working without flinching, Melany forced

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

to find you

his distracted thoughts by her words, quickly masked

on Allison, forcing a smile

lot about you,

Lloyd.

bit of a

between them was practiced, almost

didn't even

he kept his attention

looks good

you've mastered the technique,"

is good, no doubt, but it's still a little embarrassing," Kellan said, a small

"really?" curious From his point of view, this was a better job than the

should always seek perfection, but when a crack appears, it is

Perfection is rare.

more difficult

there are people who

dropped, taking on a cold

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