House Hunters

[heartts]

Tristan went still, piece of buttered toast halfway to his mouth. He cleared his throat and placed the bread back on his plate. "Say again?"

Kaitlynn peered at him over the top of her opened newspaper,  sipping her honeyed tea. Tristan felt his heart clench in his chest, noting her ease and not understanding at all.

She folded the paper, used it as a

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[xtellmeastoryx]

I refuse to help you with that problem~