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.

if she knew how to use firearms, Colton

was thinking too

began to take shape into something more refined beneath his fingers, Kellan found himself smiling, really

and the

him, Colton had entered the courtyard, his hand intertwined with

them stopped them

man and woman sitting together, molding

seemed almost at peace,

is the place,"

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

of all people,

of doubt in his

got closer,

Allison and

Melany's face, but

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

heard that tracking down Emanuel can take weeks, maybe

to mention that their prices

as if suddenly

me! You just got a nice windfall: four

this kind of spending must seem like pocket change to

even look at her, as if her

to create tension was failing, and Seeing that Allison and Kellan continued working without flinching, Melany forced herself to

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

expect to find

out of his distracted thoughts by her words, quickly masked his

concentration on Allison, forcing

a lot

Lloyd.

a shock to meet

them was practiced, almost too

didn't

his attention

looks good

mastered the technique,"

no doubt, but it's still a little embarrassing,"

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

always seek perfection, but when a crack appears,

Perfection is rare.

even more

are people who insist on creating unnecessary

taking on a

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