All Chapters of We Ditched the Heirs and Ran: Chapter 11 - Chapter 12

Huxley pushed open the door. A cold breeze carrying the dampness of the rain swept in, along with the familiar scent of cedar.He placed a glass of milk beside me. Then, he expertly gathered my scattered sketches and arranged them in order.He said, "Yesterday, you said the lace trim around the neckline wasn't quite right. I checked three fabric shops and picked out these samples. See if any of them work."Then, he handed me a velvet pouch filled with several pieces of lace.My fingers paused against the lace. Only then did I notice the rainwater clinging to the cuff of his sleeve. Judging by how soaked he was, he'd probably run all over town in the rain."Why didn't you bring an umbrella?"I reached up to brush the droplets from his shoulder, but he caught my hand and wrapped it in his warm palm."I was afraid you'd get tired of waiting, so I ran."He glanced at my empty coffee cup and added, "You have a sensitive stomach. Don't drink so much cold coffee."I was just about to