Chapter 808 Miss McKinnon and Mr. Brighthall Must Be Close
”Liar!” snarled Deirdre, scowling. She could not believe herself. Falling for another one of Brendan’s lies again!?
She turned away from him and ignored him.
Brendan locked his fingers into the spaces between hers and pressed his chest against her back. “Don’t be mad.” He breathed in her ears, his warm breath ticklish. “You’re hungry, aren’t you? I should make you some pasta.”
“You?” Deirdre scoffed. With injuries like that, he could set the whole kitchen on fire from something as innocuous a