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“Sir—” I try again

“I don’t have time to wait for him to cancel the order”

I let out a sigh and nod to Jere a ser

“What’s your address so I can mail you a check?”

“No need,” he replies

“Sir, I’d feelyou back Please”

I barely hold backof rice on the belt and turns toward ht side of his face is covered in scars The beard hasn’t grown back properly because of the scarring on that side It’s in patches, leaving so flesh visible It starts frooes up his cheek and stops at his teardless of the scars, he’s very good-looking I glance down and see he also has theht arm I don’t know this ardless

“Not to mention the scars You know he has to remember what happened every time he sees them” The words of one of the old ladies come back to me

Whatever happened was tragic

His black eyes penetrate me as he scowls I s nervously, not because of his physical features, but due to the agitated vibes co is one he usually emits

“They say it left hied”

I force my feet to stay in place andhis otherwise handsome face His scowl deepens until the corners of his eyes crinkle I decide to just give in If he’s kind enough to offer, then I’ll accept But the next time I see him, I’ll pay him back

“Thank you” I reach my hand out to him “I’m Gwendolyn, but people call me Gwen”

He doesn’t take it, just looks down at it for a second, then turns away and starts puttinger’s iteives me a sad smile

“Thank you, Jere cart “Tell your ets better”