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.

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

thinking too

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

was an unusual expression for him, and the

the courtyard, his hand intertwined

them stopped them in their

man and woman sitting together, molding

almost at peace, like they belonged

is the

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

all people, who

hint of

they got closer, there

Allison and

but she quickly composed

world, Allison! I didn't

down Emanuel can take weeks, maybe longer with how eccentric he

not to mention that their prices are through

as if suddenly remembering something

got

must seem

didn't even look at her, as if

her attempt to create tension was failing, and Seeing that Allison and

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

to find

thoughts by her words,

Allison, forcing a smile as he

heard a lot about

Lloyd.

a shock to

was practiced, almost

however, didn't even

he kept his attention on

looks good

you've mastered the

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

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

was there to reproach him? Art should always seek perfection,

Perfection is rare.

even more

there are people who insist

a