She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 348:

Freya exhaled softly, a subtle sense of relief flickering through her.

“Speaking of matches, when are you getting married? You’re about to hit 25,” Alan’s curiosity sparked like dry twigs catching fire. “Is there someone? What about Trent?”

Freya was caught off guard.

Alan pressed, “Come on! Say something! What’s with that look on your face?”

“You’re still single yourself,” Freya said smoothly, “so why should I be in a rush? Ask me again when you’re married with kids.”

“You cheeky little rascal!” Alan chuckled.

“Well, now that the collaboration’s done, I’m off. I’ve got work waiting.”

“Wait a minute!” Alan called out.

her

hiding the guy from us?” Alan’s eyes gleamed

blinked, completely thrown. Where had that come

it that guy who dropped

“Which one?”

boots, black coat… ridiculously

finally. Was he referring to her

do you know about that?” she asked

home. It was nearly three in the morning when they arrived, and everyone in the house

“So, it was him?”

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quickly, not wanting to fan any flames. Still, she

from that distance?” Alan replied truthfully. “But from his aura and gear, he seemed impossibly charming.” Even as

a straight face, “If you’d seen

surrounded by mahogany furniture. His long fingers, calloused and scarred, still had a magnetic elegance. In his hand was a

Alan muttered inwardly, trusting his own eyes. Freya no longer wished to speak of her captain. The fewer