Trapped With His Boss For Christmas
She asks, bitterness lacing her tone, but she immediately bites down on her lower lip, a perpetual habit of hers, I’ve noticed, like she regrets snapping.
Before she can apologize, Brayan’s voice comes from the passage connecting the living room with the other four rooms in the chalet.
“Daddy, who is that?” When I turn to face him, Brayan is rubbing his sleepy eyes with the back of his palm, but it’s the gasp I hear from Daphne that causes me to turn back to her.
“You are married?” She asks, her eyes shooting wide open to the point where her eyebrows almost touch her hairline.
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