Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chatper 311

Chapter 311

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at him, retorting, “No choice Natalie called the

Natalie’s orders. If Natalie didn’t give the command, I wouldn’t have come, implying that I wasn’t exactly eager to be the

Porsche, and the driver’s side window rolled down.

pat from a schoolgirl, Frank had tossed it right

a catch, awe-inspiring.” Rose exclaimed

today. Trevon replied with a complimentary tone.

up momentarily. “Well, you’ve been hiding your charm. When

keep it low-key. I can’t risk overwhelming all the suitors if I go all out.

in that kind of makeshift love. Who knows, there could be a spot

in a snap,” Sherri sighed, a tinge of regret in

gesture. “Your face is bigger than a dinner plate,

thickness with his hands. Rose was in a good mood, unfazed. She playfully brushed her locks along her collarbone and quipped, “A

not, feel free to walk. Just a friendly heads-up, it’s about 18.6 miles.

the two couples hopped into the car, settling into the back seats.

Trevon gestured toward the driver’s seat of the Porsche with a nod of his head. “Should we turn around or keep going ahead?”

the car window, making it clear he had

I got out of the car, couldn’t you have let me

hand, his elbow propped on the window, his tone casual. I can’t help you with the IQ department. Maybe you should ask Natalie

biting him before stepping out of the car. If she held back her bite, she’d have to believe in the Roberts family

it came to a halt, Rose grabbed his arm, biting down hard before finally releasing it, a sense of relief washing over her.

contented air, Frank’s arm was left with lipstick marks. She then retrieved her lipstick from her

I would have given you a piece of my mind, teaching you not to sass

awning where Ava and

you’ve transformed into a whole

“Well, Mr. Turner is quite

responded with

went about his business without intending to

conversation

his arm. While the lipstick marks were removed,

might have startled the young

for Frank but couldn’t spot him. He headed over to Rose and asked,

question, squeezing Rose’s hand tightly, holding her breath as her heart

so that she could feel the tight grip. She gave Ava’s hands a comforting pat and reassured her. “No need to be nervous. Show your confidence. He’s the wrong

Rose’s assumptions. Even before Frank emerged, Ava tugged her along, heading into

over to Frank’s driver seat, opening the car door with a friendly gesture. He rested a hand on the roof and casually leaned against the car’s roof “Paralyzed, huh? Or just not brave enough to

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