'Howard… is in love with me?'
Ashley Bowen stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if she'd been struck by lightning.
'No wonder he seemed so happy when I offered to set him up with someone today. It turns out he was just trying to hide how upset he was.'
'Could Howard and I... also have some kind of history together?'
She thumped her own head, growing more and more confused.
CLANG!
Just as her mind was wandering, she suddenly heard a door close.
She quickly flung Howard's hand away, rushed out of the bedroom, and grabbed Yuri Sinclair's hand. "He's asleep. We don't need to make the hangover soup. Let's go back and not disturb his rest."
He had run all over to buy those things, and now she wasn't going to use them?
"Shouldn't we at least make him a cup of honey water before we go?" Yuri Sinclair asked, holding up the honey in his hand.
