Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 61

Logan looked at Sloane again.

Sloane was noticeably more relaxed around Lydia. Her smile was radiant, her eyes bright and clear, sparkling with an innocent light that reminded him of a spring meadow.

How could any man not be utterly captivated by a woman like her?

But Landon was her cousin.

Logan couldn't quite figure out their dynamic.

However, he could definitely feel the palpable hostility radiating from Landon.

Landon was already sitting on the sofa.

Sloane poured them some coffee, while Logan grabbed some snacks from the pantry.

Lydia asked Logan in surprise, "Logan, you actually like snacks?"

"I rarely eat them," Logan replied. "I bought them for Sloane. They're also good for when we have guests."

"Sloane doesn't like snacks," Landon interjected. "Growing up, she only ever liked fresh fruit, and maybe the occasional fruit tart."

He continued, "I remember when she was five or six, a guest brought over a batch of imported Swiss chocolates. All the other kids fought over them, but Sloane didn't even care."

Sloane chuckled. "Landon, you still remember that? I've completely forgotten."

"Of course I do. I also remember how you used to be terrified of monsters under the bed. You'd always sneak into Grandma's room to sleep, and once you even snuck into mine. You must have been ten by then."

Sloane's laugh was like a summer breeze. "Did I really? I have no memory of that. I must have been such a handful back then."

Landon kept reminiscing. "You loved wearing this little blue dress and carrying around a stuffed white rabbit. You looked like a little princess."

"I was hardly a princess." Sloane did remember that rabbit; whenever she felt lonely, she would hold it tight.

Logan saw how easily they chatted about their childhood. He couldn't get a word in.

But he needed to assert his presence, so he asked, "Do you guys want to watch some TV?"

"No," Landon said flatly.

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