Rhys’s glare intensified. “He’s wearing shoe lifts. He deserves to be threatened.” I pressed my lips together, but a quick glance at Louis’ feet through the kitchen doorway confirmed Rhys’s observation. I thought he seemed taller. I had nothing against shoe lifts per se, but three inches seemed excessive. Unfortunately, while I could overlook the shoe lifts, I couldn’t overlook the utter lack of chemistry between us.
