Zachary Redgrave caught it with pinpoint accuracy. "What's your problem? I'm just looking out for her. No good deed goes unpunished."
Aiden Shaw watched her blush, a faint smile touching his deep-set eyes.
"You should head back now. I'll take care of Laura here."
Aiden Shaw's tone was light, but he really didn't want a third wheel hanging around and ruining their private time.
Zachary Redgrave reluctantly got up from the sofa. "Behave. No funny business."
Aiden Shaw let out a low, exasperated laugh. "Got it. Now hurry up and leave."
'Why is he so worried about a young couple's business? I swear, he's unbelievable.'
Once the door to the room was closed again, Aiden Shaw picked up the spoon and continued to feed Laura Lowell.
"How did you hurt your wrist?"
Laura Lowell was wearing a loose-fitting hospital gown, and a small section of white gauze bandage was visible on her wrist.
