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.

she knew how to use firearms,

was thinking too

clay began to take shape into something more

him, and the softness of her eyes

Colton had entered the courtyard, his

them stopped them

woman sitting

at peace, like they

sure this is the place," Colton asked, frowning

his eyes, trying hard to believe that the woman

wasn't supposed to be here, much less making pottery with Kellan – of all people, who was famous for his impatience with women and

sure, Melany answered, with a hint of doubt in

closer, there was

was Allison

but she quickly composed herself and smiled

didn't expect you to be

take weeks, maybe longer

to mention that their prices are through the

stopped, as if suddenly remembering

me! You just got a nice windfall:

spending must seem like

even look at her, as if her

Seeing that Allison and Kellan

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

didn't expect to find

his distracted thoughts by her words, quickly masked his

his concentration on Allison, forcing a smile

lot

Lloyd.

of a shock to

courtesy between them was practiced, almost

however, didn't

kept his attention on

looks good

mastered the technique," she

good, no doubt, but it's still a little embarrassing," Kellan said, a small smile playing at the corner of

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

reproach him? Art should always seek perfection, but when a crack appears, it is difficult to ignore

Perfection is rare.

more

people who insist on creating unnecessary

dropped, taking on a cold tone as he