She reached under the counter and pulled out a stained apron.
She’d made it the night she’d fled.
“The flash drive,” Sophia said, her voice flat. “You got it out.” SweetSinner 25 01 07 Sophia Locke Her Secret Ke...
His name was Elias Vane. He looked older, his dark hair streaked with silver, but his eyes were the same—sharp, hungry, and impossibly sad. He wasn't wearing a coat, just a soaked linen shirt that clung to him. He didn't order. He just stood there, dripping onto her herringbone floor, and stared at the glass case full of perfect, jewel-like confections. She reached under the counter and pulled out a stained apron
“Fine,” she said, a small, dangerous smile playing on her lips. “But this time, you wash the dishes.” ” Sophia said