Was Brandon captivated by my beauty?

I'd always thought his heart was as tough as his exterior, immune to such charms. But it seemed the old saying about men had some truth after all.

Even though I knew I had Brandon's attention, I deliberately ran my fingers through my wavy hair.

His eyes darkened, and his face seemed colder. I couldn't figure out why his mood shifted, nor did I care to guess.

I cut straight to the chase. "So, are you going to agree to my proposal, Mr. Howell?"

"What?" His gaze had already shifted away from me.

I chuckled.

I hadn't blacked out. Did he?

But I knew he hadn't. He was just being coy.

what I had

immediately. His gaze was fixed on something in the

the Ferris wheel had

planned to propose to me. Could it

spot any unusual activity on

"What

said this. After swallowing hard, I rephrased my explanation, "We won't actually be

his gaze, feeling awkward. I wouldn't be here if it weren't

tousled my hair, and I brushed it aside before continuing, "Because you're the

I hesitated.

mentioned wanting to marry me and having feelings for me, but saying that now might make him feel used, so I held back. "And?" Brandon prodded when

I smiled sheepishly. "Nothing."

I've mentioned wanting to marry you and having feelings for you, right?" he bluntly stated what I couldn't bring myself to say. Realizing

gaze, my heart raced, and I began to feel nervous. After a few seconds, my face

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