Page 76 of Flipping His Script


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"What, you don't know?"

The truth was, I'd paid someone to furnish the kitchen with everything I might need. I wasn't big into cooking and didn't plan on hiring a chef, not in this house.

Inthishouse, I planned to live like a normal person – well as normal as things got for someone like me.

In reply to her question, all I offered was another shrug. And then, I turned away, leaving her to figure it out on her own.

Or not.

Not my problem.

Or at least, that's what I told myself, even as she called out, "If you're expecting waffles, I want a raise!"