Bound to Him
fr
yes-his sculpted face looked even more st
ed this moment when
he'd done similar things before. But this time, she was tak
telling others she was thirty when she was actually twenty-two-she
s flickered
hold me. Let's get one thing straight-you don't even qualify to fantasize about me! So, wh
y words shattered whatever had
blin
just brush he
think you've misunderstood me. I was just a little
? Sh
ped with sarcasm as he ra
in here delibera
ed, barely hiding
ason isn't feeling well. That'
that?" Henry scoffed, h
dful of days. So don't act like you've
re was no reasoning with this man. No matte
o it," she s
h one hand gently steadying his side, she
immediately, discomfort
f her head. Her thick bangs concealed her expression, but from this angle,
ward Mason that she
this woman
oo youthful t
utiful with soft and lumi
, clean and unassuming. Not the artificial sweetness of perfume, but
, so gentle that for a second he ima
ely shook the thought away, disturbed by how h
e said, "Since you're thirty, I assume y
replied
lower half. Once she'd done her part,
"With your lack of fashion sense, I can't
a said calmly, her e
erence ann
ted her to defend herself or at least show a trace of emo
said dismissively. "I'll
throom and headed downsta
shattered pieces of a cup from the bedr
he re-entered
e toilet, his pajama pants s
ting his side as she helped him pull up his pan
cally handled, Henry didn't protest,
he bed and made sure he was settl
p during the night, you'll say no. I don't want
greed softly, bitin
,' she mused silently. 'His ego
eclared suddenly. "G
out a so
es tonight. Drinking this much is exactly why
ater intake can lead to bloating, whic
r excuse? You're trying to get out of helping me in the middle
I only brought it up for your own benefit. Frequent
clearly u
child, even a dry mouth made me miserable. I can't sleep unless it
ment, she truly didn'
of water addiction?
idered cutting back
back immediatel
ed down the stairs to fetch
ed to find a solution fast. Being awake most nights was starting to wear her
she came downstairs, br
looked extravagant, with an assortment of both traditional a
le Mr. Carter's breakfast, Mia c
t, gesturing toward a portion that had b
gratefully, taking her tray
hearted woman in
ed soft-boiled eggs, toasted bread,
wink of sleep, the sight of real food
til Chloe brought a bowl of warm porridge to Henry and began spoon-feedi
e best of moods. He managed only half a bowl of porridge
s eye, he noticed Mia e
nthusiasm, taking hearty bites of sweetcorn a
of contentment - too mu
ting,' Henr
e drummed his fingers against his lap impatient