Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

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.

to use firearms, Colton probably wouldn't still

thinking

clay began to take shape into something more refined beneath his

was an unusual expression for him, and

had entered the courtyard,

sight before them stopped

woman sitting together, molding

peace, like they

sure this is the place," Colton

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

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

with a hint of doubt

closer, there

was Allison

crossed Melany's face, but she

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

that tracking down Emanuel can take weeks, maybe longer with how eccentric

to mention that their prices are through

if suddenly remembering something

silly me! You just got a nice windfall:

guess this kind of spending must

didn't even look at her, as

and Seeing that Allison and Kellan continued working without

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

expect to find

thoughts by her words, quickly masked his

concentration on Allison, forcing

heard a lot about you,

Lloyd.

of a shock to meet you

was

didn't

he kept his attention on

looks good

the technique," she

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

From his point of view, this

there to reproach him? Art should always seek perfection, but when

Perfection is rare.

more difficult to

people who insist on

on a cold