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57: Trouble.

Penulis: TheLadyAthena
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-21 05:52:53

Naomi’s POV

The restaurant was beautiful and elegant. Dean had chosen the corner booth — the kind that gave him a perfect view of the whole room. He sat across from me, broad shoulders relaxed, gaze steady in a way that made me both want to fidget and sit perfectly still.

We’d barely ordered when he leaned back, folding his arms like he was settling in. “Your dad talks about you a lot.”

I blinked, caught off guard. “Really?”

“Really,” he said, a faint smile tugging at his mouth. “Says you’re a good girl. Pretty. Independent. He’s proud of you.” His eyes softened a fraction. “Told me about the time you painted the living room wall because you were ‘tired of beige.’ And the time you tried to cook him breakfast for Father’s Day and nearly set the stove on fire.”

I groaned, covering my face with my hands. “Oh my God, he told you that? He swore he’d take that to the grave.”

Dean’s smile widened, though it wasn’t mocking. It was warmer than I’d expected. “He thinks it’s hilarious.”

“Well,”
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