Chapter 17
Milk frothed on Tessa’s lips, creating a striking image.
Stephen’s gare flickered, his eyes darkening slightly before he quickly looked away. Itis Adam’s apple bobbed as he cleared his throat, awkwardly murmuring, “Get some sleep. Goodnight.”
Without waiting for her response, he tumed and strode toward the states.
Oblivious to his tuner turmoil, Tessa simply looked away and continued sipping her milk.
The next morning, Stephen knocked on Tessa’s door, before her alan even went off. “Tess, Ime to get up.”
Tessa opened her eyes, reached for her phone beneath her pillow, and checked the time. It was 9:59 am.
Perfect timing
After getting ready, she came downstairs to find breakfast already set on the table.
It was a simple but hearty plate of a big breakdast.
She took a bite, and her eyes lit up in surprise. “This tastes exactly Like the place near our law firm!”
Stephen, seated across from her, bummed in response without looking up.
She hesitated, unsure what his response meant.
Taking another bite, she confirmed the taste was identical. Narrowing her eyes suspiciously, she asked, “Did you boy this from the place behind our law firm?” “Yes,” be replied flatly.
Tessa was puzzled. “How do you even know about that place?”
It was quite a distance from the hotel–at least six miles.
Why would he go all that way just to buy this breakfast?
Realizing he couldn’t keep it a secret any longer, Stephen finally admitted, “I… came to Haverford before to see you.”
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