Arlo didn’t expect that what Kerri meant in repaying him was by doing… ‘Unusual’ things.

And by unusual, it meant the things he never expected he would do in his life of luxury, such as eating stale bread with a local peanut butter spread.

“I eat this all the time, and it helps when I’m feeling sad.”

Kerri’s voice made Arlo’s scowl drop, his gaze instinctively moved and landed on her face.

The corner of her eyes were crinkling from smiling too much. Her cheeks moved with each bite she made from her sandwich, and when she noticed that Arlo was not eating, she faced him.

“You don’t want it?”...