Chapter 39
Now that Tara no longer showed any signs of trying to flirt with the members, Stella grew even more wary of her.
All she wanted was to nun Tara as soon as possible. Stella couldn’t let her get any closer to them. It was obvious that they were starting to soften up to Tara
Half an hour later, Tara got busy. Apart from not being familiar with where to place the tableware, everything else went smoothly.
The male leads had come to this place for a vacation to help spark their inspiration, and all three of their meals had to be delivered to their morns.
The villa had an elevator, so it was convenient to move between floors.
Tara went to the kitchen to pick up lunch for Soren and Shawn. Placing each dish carefully onto the serving cart, she headed upstairs.
Stella had gone up before her. Tara pushed the cart toward the elevator at the end of a long hallway.
On one side of the hallway was a huge floor–to–ceiling window, which offered a view of the snowy
A tall, handsome figure was building a snowman just beyond the glass.
courtyard outside.
Soren was tying a scarf around the snowman’s neck. When he glanced over with those bright, narrow eyes, Tara’s slim figure pushing the cart came into view.
He dusted the snow off his leather gloves and strode toward the villa. He pushed the door open.
Covered in snow, Soren approached Tara. As he got closer, she could feel the chill still clinging to him.
Tara only gave him a polite smile when he was near her. She had intended to act as though she hadn’t noticed him
“Hello, Mr. Farrell,”
Soren’s eyes crinided slightly in a smile. He looked as charming as ever. “Hold on!
п
Tara didn’t understand and kept pushing the cart. “Mr. Farrell, I’m delivering lunch to you and Mr. Wilhelm.”
If she waited any longer, the food would get cold.
Seeing that she was still trying to leave, Soren reached out and grabbed her left a gently. The softness of her skin made his heart skip a beat.
He steadied himself and fazily gestured toward the window with a tilt of his chin
Tara had been trying to pull her am free, but his sudden motion distracted her.
She followed his gaze. There was now a round, plump snowman where Soren had just been. It was wearing his deep brown scarf.
Soren suddenly leaned in extremely close to her. His face was right next to hers. His gaze drifted slowly over her breathtaking features. “Don’t you think it looks like you?” he asked softly.
Tara looked at the chubby snowman outside, she was not able to figure out which part of it looked like ber
“I look more like you,” she replied flatly.
Soren carly hadn’t expected that He let out a laughs, and the hand that had been gripping her arm moved as if to drape over her shoulder.
Lus Tara sidestepped just in time. “Mr. Farrell, it’s inappropriate of us to get this physical.”
He really liked throwing his arm around people’s shoulders. He even did it with Russell while acting all buddy–buddy.
But he had never done it with women before. Tara had no idea when he started doing it withi
Soren pulled his hand back, but he didn’t miss the chance to tease her. “You didn’t say that back when you were dropping hints to me.”
Memories from the original bust surfaced in her mind–those suggestive remarks to before made Tamacheeks flush. The original host really had guts As she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, alie didn’t realize how captivating she looked at this moment.
Soren stared at her without blinding. His heart rate was completely out of control.
“That was before.”
The flustered Tata pushed the part toward ||
the elevator, clearly not planning to engage funther.
Soden wasn’t in a rush to rat besides, own was still waiting for his
Sonen followed her at a relaxed pare. The two of them entered the elevator one after the other. Suddenly, he leaned closer and turned his gaze toward her “If you dropped me a list right now, I might just say yes to living your boyfriend,” he remarked. His voice was magnetic and chaming
Tara dida’t take funeribusly. She thought he was past teasing birçagain.
‘m just a lowly housekeeper, not worthy of someone as distinguished as you, Mr. Fatrell I date not to hope for that much.”
platter al said that, the leator doors opened, and she pushed the cart out
Suren followed brindllence, which was a fate Hing
Teradid’t think much of it. Saren’s minds were unpredictable, and she had interest intrying to figure them out.
Shawn’s room was farther down the hall. Tara pushed the cart into Somen’s room first
