Isla poked her head up to give him a withering look. “I wouldn’t have to cling so much if you held me properly.” “Properly?” She nodded. “More tightly. More securely.” Oro shifted his hands. Suddenly, instead of being loosely held in front of him, she was cradled against his chest. Her entire body warmed from his heat. It was almost comfortable. “Better?” he asked. She expected his tone to be mocking. But it wasn’t. “Better.”
Ok grandpa is turning into a love intrest!!!
