Chapter 32

"Brandon, this is the lady I mentioned who wants to swap rooms. Why don't you two discuss it?" Kelly's voice made me look away and break eye contact

with the man.

I walked over and said, "Hello, I'm Madeline Crown. Can we switch rooms?"

"No," he bluntly refused.

My lips twitched as a surge of irritation raised within me. I also felt a stubborn determination, so I asked, "Why not?"

He glanced at me but said nothing. He slung an army green towel over his shoulder and walked past me. The coldness of the water made me shiver involuntarily. "Mad... Maddie, right?" Kelly asked as she approached. "Don't be upset. This is Brandon Howell. He doesn't know how to sweet-talk women. I'll talk to him later."

I had a temper too. I deliberately raised my voice. "There's no need for that. Staying in that room won't make me a saint. Whoever wants it can have it."

Kelly pulled me aside and said, "Don't be so harsh. He used to be in the army. If you anger him, he could carry you out and throw you outside."

I scoffed and laughed, realizing I had mistaken a distinguished member of the army for a criminal.

lying. It's true. There's a widow called Hammy who lives across the street. She used to knock on his door nonstop. In the

widow. It seemed I had a knack

try to make out with

but didn't make it before getting tossed out. It was humiliating." Kelly

not interested in

Brandon came out again. He no longer wore a tank top.

Chapy 32

with a black leather biker jacket over

heading out this late?"

"Yeah," he replied tersely.

need to lock the gates. If thieves get in, it'll

finish speaking, Brandon had already

said, "Brandon is a good man. He's very upright. Any lady who ends up with him

do with me? My heart, though not entirely shattered,

as

asked,

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