Vendetta

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Meredith Fletcher

Год написания книги

2018

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“I can cook,” Winter replied.

David glowered at her doubtfully.

“I didn’t mean that as an insult. I enjoyed breakfast. It was good.”

Slightly mollified, David nodded. He finished the last bite of blueberry waffle and pushed his plate away.

Without a word, Winter got up and started clearing the dishes.

“What are you doing?” David asked.

“You cooked. The least I can do is clean up the mess.” Winter opened the taps at the sink and looked around for dishwashing liquid.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I don’t want to leave it. Gary probably has enough to do.” Winter looked under the sink.

“There’s a dishwasher.”

“There aren’t that many dishes.” After finding the dishwashing liquid under the sink, Winter squeezed some into the sink and turned the water on.

“Are you always this pigheaded?” David growled. His chair scraped as he got up.

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