Linda Lael Miller Quote
Lily didn’t move until much later, when he crossed the room to swat her lightly on her quilt-covered bottom. Your bath water is hot again, he said quietly. Lock the door when I go. Lily turned to look up at him. Caleb— He laid an index finger to her lips to silence her. There’s been enough nonsense, he told her matter-of-factly. I’ll be away for a day or so. When I get back I want to find you living in my house, where you belong. Before Lily could recover enough to respond, he was gone. She
Linda Lael Miller
Lily didn’t move until much later, when he crossed the room to swat her lightly on her quilt-covered bottom. Your bath water is hot again, he said quietly. Lock the door when I go. Lily turned to look up at him. Caleb— He laid an index finger to her lips to silence her. There’s been enough nonsense, he told her matter-of-factly. I’ll be away for a day or so. When I get back I want to find you living in my house, where you belong. Before Lily could recover enough to respond, he was gone. She
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