Damn. Damn.Ronan's attention, the mouthful of warm chicken porridge, the gentle pats on the back, and his protective gaze were a fatal distraction. I was so busy enjoying the sensation of being fed by the owner of this mansion that I forgot to prepare my script. Silas, this bald jerk tilted his head. His gaze was demanding, sharp, and completely unconvincing with a sweet smile.I faked a soft burp, a rather embarrassing gesture, but a very effective way to buy a second.I had just finished the last bowl of chicken porridge that Ronan had fed me with the care of a model nurse. He immediately brought me a glass of water, brought it to my lips, and patted me on the back as if I were a newly weaned baby."She just finished eating. Ask her again later," his voice cold and sharp, aimed directly at Silas.Silas snorted, folding his arms across his broad chest. "She's awake, duh. She's been lying comfortably all day. Her mouth looks perfectly healthy enough to talk, as she just finished a w
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