Chapter 22: Suspicious
Grace’s P.O.V:
“You know, I could just hire people to do this work, right?” Daniel grumbled as he placed the dirty dishes inside the dishwasher.
“Yes, I know that,” I said. “But then it won’t feel so...domestic.” That just felt like the right thing to say.
“Domestic?” Daniel’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline before an evil grin spread on his lips. “Alright, then let’s do something else domestic.”
“Like whaaaa-“my comment ended in a yelp as Daniel scooped me up in his arms and headed straight for the bedroom before diving on the bed with me still in his arms, effectively landing on top of me. “Owww! Daniel, get off me, you’re too heavy!”
“Really?” Daniel asked as he straddled my waist and raised himself up on his elbows with his hands on either side of my
