Chapter 596

Shelby shoved him away. People who were used to being in charge did not like being held back, and it just so happened that Harper was a leader-type too. They were like magnets with the same pole, pushing each other away.

She slipped on her oven mitts, grabbed the pasta from the microwave, and took it to the living room to eat.

Harper was a master at playing his cards right.

He did not think Shelby was avoiding his food or trying to draw a line between them. No, he figured she was just super hungry and could not wait.

After scratching his chin, he opened the fridge, looked around, and grabbed a couple of eggs.

Shelby did not bother watching what he was up to in the kitchen. She kept eating and scrolling through case files on her phone. However, soon, Harper added two perfectly fried eggs to her plate of pasta.

"Sprinkled with a bit of rose salt. Not bad, right?"

She had not tasted it yet, but the eggs looked great with the whites cooked just right and the yolks still runny. They