Chapter 30

Upon hearing her words, he was momentarily speechless. In his distress, his fingers unintentionally grazed her lips, his breathing ragged. "Giselle, your mouth is utterly useless for talking. Just keep quiet, and you can do anything." Giselle playfully nipped at his hand. As the tension between them shifted from a heated argument to something charged with a different energy, urgent barking sounded from outside the bedroom door, followed by a male voice. "Uncle Don?" Donovan quickly pulled his finger from her mouth and turned to see Zachary standing there. Giselle felt a wave of discomfort and turned to ask, "Zach? What are you doing here?" "I tried calling you several times since yesterday, but your phone was off. I got worried and decided to check in. The front door was open, so I came in. You…" Zachary glanced at Donovan and then at Giselle, who was wearing her spaghetti-strap pajamas, feeling completely bewildered about the situation and, more crucially, wondering why Don