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Chapter 149 A Ploy of Self–Pity?

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Lucas knew exactly how he felt about Sloane. What began as sympathy had quietly grown into admiration… and now, an all–consuming pull he could no longer ignore.

Tonight, he’d come to be sure of one thing–his own heart.

Now that he understood what he truly wanted, he would stop at nothing to have it.

Sloane woke up to the aroma of warm food.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she stepped out of her room–only to see Lucas in the kitchen, wearing an apron, focused on cooking.

The gentle clatter of pots and pans echoed softly in the quiet morning, creating an unexpectedly cozy scene.

“… You’re making breakfast?” Sloane asked, her voice still tinged with the soft, fuzzy texture of sleep.

Lucas turned around with a warm smile. “You’re up. Since you let me stay over last night, I figured breakfast was the least I could do.”

the dining table, a blue–and–white porcelain bowl of steaming

down and took a spoonful. The tender rice, succulent seafood, and rich,

know you could cook! This is incredible—the

tenderness in

eat contentedly now made his heart

list. Usually, she relied on takeout or school cafeteria meals. The kitchen utensils she owned had never even

great Mr. Hawthorne, and you

spoon. A flicker of shadow passed through his eyes, but his smile

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of his bowl with his fingertip, as if carefully considering

much to reveal.

quiet–almost too light to carry the weight of what he

brow furrowed as she listened. A tight ache formed in

the Hawthorne family?”

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