Carl Gallagher Shameless Novels & Stories

Simple aglio e olio would have to do. "It's not exactly the five-star cuisine you're used to," she apologized as she crushed garlic cloves with the flat of her knife, still wondering why she was trying so hard to impress a man who hates her and her family and only seeks revenge but deep down, she realizes she is beginning to see things from his own point of view. Alexander had shed his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, revealing strong forearms dusted with dark hair. The casual posture should have made him look more approachable, but somehow it only emphasized the raw physicality he usually kept contained beneath tailored suits.