An Ocean Between Hearts
By six, Amelia had whipped up a six-dish dinner with soup—Chad Felton's favorites, of course.
By seven, she'd prepped his bath, complete with rose petals and candles.
By eight, his slippers were perfectly lined up by the door.
At nine, Chad finally strolled in. Amelia stepped up, taking his suit jacket. "Eat first or bathe?" she asked, setting the slippers in front of him and hanging the jacket.
"Bathe," he muttered, eyes glued to his phone.
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