Mildred POV
Sitting in the dining area of the kitchen, I happily watched Tobias move fluidly around the kitchen, he seemed comfortable making the coffee and heating the muffins, like he had done this thousands of times before, and I wondered if he had brought another woman here and done exactly this.
Jealousy flashed through me and it took everything in me not to react to that sudden feeling and to stay seated.
Somehow. I managed to squash it deep down and enjoy the show before me, his muscles flexing on his large strong arms and his shirt stretching to its limit and I wondered if the shirt would rip. It seemed that much tighter on him than when he first walked back into the room with the shirt on, and I was a little disappointed that I had agreed to have him put on a shirt and, even th
