Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 90

Here we went again.

His classic move-shutting me up with a kiss when the argument heated up.

Bryant gripped my chin, kissing me fiercely, urgently, his hands finding their way around. my waist, sending shivers down my spine.

I know if he kept this up, by the time I walked out that door, I’d look like I’d been through a

windstorm.

But what could I do?

He was domineering, overpowering in these moments, and the physical disparity between men and women is as wide as the Grand Canyon.

Unable to resist, I was aware Bryant preferred being yielded to. So, I tilted my head back and pleaded softly, “Bryant, please, not like this… I can’t show my face later…”

“Who are you showing it to? Mark?”

His voice was a husky whisper against my lips, oddly alluring even now.

At this point, arguing would only make things worse. So, while reluctantly reciprocating his kiss, I seized the opportunity to clarify, “It’s… it’s nothing like that with him… It’s just for the design competition… mm…”

“So, you’re using him?”

peculiar ways,

here, pronto. So I played along. “If that’s how

loosened his

thumb traced my lips, then wandered down my chest, waist, and thighs, his voice deep, “When did you

Mark. We hadn’t even laid eyes on each other for three years

and I

at a bar, I needed to set things straight.

Mark would get dragged back into this

looked down, “Really?”

else? You think everyone’s messy like you and Margaret?” I couldn’t help

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look, “There’s nothing between her and

“Bry! Bry!”

finished, a familiar voice, one both of us knew all too

mission to

of sarcasm and bitterness, “She seems

declared her territory right after

me in the eye and claim he only gave her that necklace as a comforting gift after her divorce.

like now, utterly unbelievable.

Come out!” Margaret’s