#lkasjd

Honestly thought that Molly would be a lil more sad about Father’s Day this year with things considered, but I am surprised how she has gone completely cold and done with “I don’t care.”

“Didn’t believe in fairytales ‘til I laid eyes on you, princess.” He couldn’t help himself. Not around blondes, and especially not blondes with freckles. She wasn’t biting, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t still have a little fun. “But what are the chances, huh? I hadn’t even planned on stopping by here today, but here we are.” He cocked his head and watched her shovel, waiting until the brick was loose enough to possibly be removed before grinning.

“Want a hand?”

His comments made her skin crawl and stomach churn. Holly instantly regretted having even left the house that day. Hell, getting out of bed now seemed like it had been a shit choice. She ground her teeth, still refusing to look at him. To her frustration, the cinder block remained firmly in the ground. Holly pulled the shovel free, and began digging some of the dirt away from the side, hoping that might loosen it some.

" Careful how you go about it, could end up making enemies that return to haunt you in ways you can't prevent. "

“Give me some credit here!”