His Soft Spot
Kira rubbed her arms and felt goosebumps.
It was getting too cold inside the car.
She glanced at Austyn in the driver’s seat. ‘Could you turn up the temperature? What are we doing here, anyway?’
He opened his eyes and observed Kira.
Her face was no longer flushed.
Her breathing had returned to normal.
Austyn adjusted the temperature of the air con.
An idea suddenly occurred to Kira. ‘Did you…did you bring me here to cool down?’
She had been feeling a little uncomfortable on the range just now.
The heat was getting to her.
Austyn didn’t reply.
‘Thank you,’ she said, grateful.
The man never bothered to explain himself, even when he was doing something nice for others.
Kira sat back and closed her eyes.
The quiet hum of the air con was interrupted by a loud growling.
Kira clutched at her stomach, embarrassed.
Lunch was more than four hours ago.
Austyn hid a smile. ‘Dinner?’
‘Yes, please!’ Kira nodded eagerly.
He was about to start the engine when his phone rang.
‘Hello.’ Austyn answered t
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