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.

use firearms, Colton probably wouldn't still be

thinking

more refined beneath

was an unusual expression for him, and

him, Colton had entered the courtyard, his hand intertwined

stopped them in

woman sitting together, molding

peace, like they

sure this is the place," Colton

believe

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

with a hint of

they got closer, there

Allison and

Melany's face, but she quickly composed herself and

I didn't

take weeks, maybe longer with how eccentric he

that their prices are through

as if

just got

kind of spending must seem like pocket change

her,

Allison

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

expect to find

his distracted thoughts by

his concentration on Allison,

a lot about

Lloyd.

a bit of a shock

courtesy between them was

however, didn't even look

he kept his attention on

good

you've mastered the technique," she

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

so embarrassing about it," Allison asked, "really?" curious From his point of view, this was

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

Perfection is rare.

even more difficult

who insist on creating

on a cold tone