Chapter 48

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 48Before Catherine could finish her sentence, a massive hand suddenly appeared to cover her mouth.

Shaun’s hand smelled like dry pine. The faint fragrance was surprisingly soothing.

More importantly, his hand was so warm!

“Shut up.” The man’s eyes twinkled beneath the lenses of his glasses.

She felt her own cheeks burning too. After he removed his hand, she placed the bowl of oat porridge on the desk. “I bet you must be hungry after working all night.”

He looked at the oat porridge topped with cinnamon. It certainly looked appetizing.

“Catherine, you’re trying to fatten me up, huh?”