Chapter 564

Simon Cross’s voice wavered slightly. “You’re really giving this to me?” Leslie Green gave a small nod. “Yeah. Consider the favor repaid.” That hit Simon right in the feels. Leslie was seriously the kind of person who kept things clear. Treat her well, and she’d return the favor just as sincerely. He was so touched he nearly teared up. “I’ll treasure this forever. One day, when I’ve got a girlfriend who becomes my wife, and we have a kid, I’ll show this to them and say—this is the first painting Leslie ever gave me.” Leslie rolled her eyes. “Okay, stop right there. What do you mean ‘first’? Sounds like you’re hoping for more. Dream on!” Her blunt words didn’t faze Simon the slightest, though. His confidence and dreamy optimism stayed intact. Every beginning is tough, sure, but once you’ve got one, the second’s only natural. So in his mind, getting more paintings from Leslie someday? Totally doable. With that hopeful thought, Simon saw Leslie heading out and quickly trailed after her. “