The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 399

“What are you staring at?” A deep, smooth voice cut through Petty’s thoughts. She blinked, snapping back to reality, and saw Parrish walking out of the changing room. She scrambled to her feet.

“Parrish.” Only then did Petty notice the roasted sweet potato she’d left on the table had rolled off and hit the floor while she’d been daydreaming.

She reached for some napkins, but Parrish had already bent down, picked up the sweet potato, wiped off the crumbs, and tossed everything into the trash.

Petty felt a little flustered. “Thanks.”

Parrish just nodded a little and walked out.

A few moments later, Hans appeared, now in a blue tracksuit that made him look like someone straight out of a college sports commercial. All sunshine and good looks.

“Parrish just left?”

“Yeah, just now.” Petty touched the back of Hans’s hand and realized it felt a bit cold. “Should I get you a heat pack?”

His tracksuit was definitely too thin for the weather. If he went out to the ski slope for pictures dressed like this, he was bound to freeze or catch a cold. Still, she hesitated, not sure if using one would mess up his photo shoot.

Hans stood beside her, lost in thought about the questions Parrish had asked earlier. He watched as Petty dug around in her bag for a heat pack.

If he claimed he didn’t want her at all, he’d be lying. But if he said he was desperate to have her, that wasn’t true either. His feelings for Petty were complicated, a weird mix of affection and acceptance—maybe from years of just… going with the flow.

“Do you want it or not?” Petty suddenly raised her voice, snapping him out of it.

Hans jumped a little and grinned, pushed right out of that complicated emotional tangle. “Yes, yes, stick it on me, I’m freezing. What kind of assistant are you anyway? I ought to deduct your pay.”

Petty let out a laugh. “Pay? I haven’t seen a single penny, and you’re already talking about docking my wages?”

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