Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 763

Owen Reynolds kept the conversation flowing smoothly, his tone steady and playful, "Is that... a peanut butter and jelly sandwich you’ve got there?"

Corley just gave him a blank look.

"I’ve had it a few times, so I can spot one a mile away," Owen continued, seemingly oblivious to Corley's silence.

I didn’t ask, but thanks for the info, Corley thought, doing his best to hide his annoyance.

Owen continued, "Roseanne's just like that, always so thoughtful, making sure everyone feels at home."

Corley forced a smile, "They say Mr. Reynolds is aloof and doesn’t talk much. I’m not seeing that today."

"Depends on the company," Owen replied with a shrug. "Just like Mr. Sullivan here, who usually isn’t much of a talker but seems to have plenty to say today. It’s all about reciprocation, so I’m just keeping pace."

Corley just sighed internally, finding himself lost for words.

"Alright, let's get going," Roseanne said, emerging from the kitchen after putting the last sandwich in the fridge and washing a coffee cup.

She looked up to find Owen standing there. "Oh, Professor, I didn’t realize you were here today."

He softened his expression for her. "Yes, I am. Heading out with Mr. Sullivan?"

"Yeah, we’re off to—"

"We should hit the road," Corley interjected, naturally taking Roseanne's bag from her hand. "Can't park too long at the corner, or the neighbors will have something to say."

"Oh, right! See you, Professor," Roseanne waved as they headed out.

Owen felt a strange pang at the word "we" and tamped down the feeling. "See you."

On the way—

"When are Grandma and Grandpa coming back?" Roseanne asked, glancing over at Corley.

His eyes stayed on the road, but his attention was all on her. "They came back last Friday."

"Can we stop by the grocery store? I want to get some apples or something."

"For who?"

"For Grandma and Grandpa, of course."

Corley shook his head. "No need for that. It’s family. You don’t need to bring gifts to your own home."

"True, but it’s my first visit, and it feels a bit off showing up empty-handed."

"They’ll just think you see them as outsiders if you bring something. Trust me."

"Really?" Roseanne asked, unconvinced.

"Yeah, just listen to me."