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.

she knew how to use firearms, Colton probably wouldn't still

thinking too

into something more refined beneath his fingers, Kellan found himself smiling, really

for him, and the softness of her

to him, Colton had entered the courtyard, his hand

sight before them stopped them in their

and woman sitting together,

almost at peace, like they

you sure this is the

trying hard to believe that the woman before him

much less making pottery with Kellan – of all people, who was famous for his impatience with women and his unpredictable

a hint of

got closer,

was Allison and

but she quickly

didn't expect you

take weeks,

to mention that their prices are through the

as if suddenly

right, silly me! You just got a nice windfall: four million,

guess this kind of spending must seem

even look at her, as if her

that Allison and Kellan continued working without flinching, Melany

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

to find you

of his distracted thoughts by her words, quickly masked

Allison, forcing

lot about you,

Lloyd.

a bit of a shock to

courtesy between them was practiced, almost

however, didn't

his attention

looks good to

mastered the technique,"

a little embarrassing," Kellan said, a small smile playing at the corner

From his point of view, this was a better job than the

always seek perfection, but when

Perfection is rare.

even more

there are people who insist on

tone dropped, taking on a cold tone as

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