Trapped Between Two Alphas
“I’ll take care of it.”
Tessa turned back to her potatoes and started the burner. She couldn’t deny that she was pleasantly surprised. Then again, Zy wasn’t Cash, and she shouldn’t have assumed that if her ex would shirk a simple task, the big, bad warrior would as well. After all, she and Zy worked for the same man, who would probably threaten to peel his hide from his body if he was anything less than polite.
From the holder on the counter, she plucked up a pair of napkins, then grabbed a couple of forks from the drawer before setting them on the kitchen island between them. “Salt and pepper shakers are in the sideboard next to the table, along with the placemats.”
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