Chapter 628
Chapter 628: Thanks, Chef Extraordinaire.
Rhys glanced up, meeting her gaze, and a warm smile spread across his face.
He accepted the flowers and inhaled their scent with appreciation.
Thank you for letting me experience receiving flowers, he said before pressing a light kiss to her cheek.
With the food still sizzling on the stove, Rhys resumed cooking, keeping the bouquet tucked in one arm.
Harlee washed her hands, grabbed her coffee, and took a long sip, humming in satisfaction.
She returned to Rhys, took the flowers from his hands, and lifted the coffee to his lips.
This is from my favorite shop.
Try it? Rhys had never tasted the coffee from this shop before.
Lowering his head, he took a cautious sip.
The moment the coffee touched his lips, his eyebrows lifted slightly, and then he went for another, larger gulp.
This time, he let out a pleased sound.
Smiling, Harlee pinched his cheek playfully before leaving the kitchen to fetch a vase in the living room.
By the time the flowers were arranged on the table, Rhys had finished preparing the dishes.
After dinner, Harlee lounged in the glass room, relaxing in a rocking chair.
Rhys joined her after cleaning up.
Despite the warmth inside, the outdoor temperature was between 37 and 39°F, so he brought a blanket.
Watching her sway in the chair, Rhys draped the blanket over her with a hint of indulgence and took her hand.
Stay connected through gαℓησν????ℓs․com Harlee leaned into him, resting her face in his palm, and let out a contented sigh, seemingly drifting into sleep.
Rhys sat quietly, stroking her hair while she rested.
When Harlee awoke, she found him still there, unmoving.
She slowly sat up, snuggling against him before settling into his arms.
Thinking about her plans to confront the Gill family, Harlee gazed up at Rhys clear and affectionate eyes.
Oh, I forgot to tell you something.
Rhys brushed her hair from her forehead with a small smile.
What is it? I discussed my plans to retaliate against Liam with Brenton and my dad, Harlee said, frowning slightly.
But I left out your involvement.
After all, if Lonnie discovered their relationship, things would likely escalate.
Rhys expression softened with a trace of grievance.
Harlee, when will I get to meet your family properly? Are you not worried my dad will ban me from seeing you? Harlee asked, leaning into him with a wry smile.
Given her fathers temperament, she figured hed either forbid their relationship entirely or break Rhys legs first.
Hearing her response, Rhys gaze warmed, and he let out a resigned sigh.
Alright, I suppose Ill have to wait a bit longer.
After all, he had angered Lonnie in the past.
While the couple enjoyed their peaceful evening, the internet was in chaos over some breaking news.
Someone had identified the blurry figure in a video as Harlee, sparking widespread discussion on a popular bloggers page.
In no time, hashtags like Harlee and Heroic Harlee in Action topped the trending list.
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