Nothing Left to Love

He adjusted the candle's position carefully. "You haven't stayed at Cypress Villa in years. I thought you might have trouble sleeping in an unfamiliar place. This scent seemed like one you'd like."

'Of course I like it,' Clara thought wryly.

'I developed this sleep candle myself.'

She guessed Felix must have helped market it.

What surprised her was Declan buying it—he'd never cared for such things