“One day when I have the money, I’ll ask you to give me a quote on redoing the floors in my house, but that isn’t going to be any time soon,” I told him. “All you have to do is ask, Diana.” He looked down at me from over his shoulder. “We can do it together when you have the time off.” “Together?” “Together,” he repeated. I hummed and eyed him. “All right. For free?” That had him smirking. “Yeah. You get a special discount.” “What? The single parent who feeds you discount?” Dallas shook his head and smiled, but didn’t say anything.
The love discount
