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.

my boyfriend. Temporarily," I repeated what

was fixed on something in

his gaze, I noticed the Ferris wheel had

to propose to me. Could it have been

any unusual

Brandon spoke, "What

that, we go back to being nothing." I felt a pang of guilt as I said this. After swallowing hard, I rephrased my explanation, "We won't

here if it

I brushed it aside before continuing, "Because you're the most suitable person for

I hesitated.

for me, but saying that now might make him feel used, so I held back. "And?" Brandon prodded

I smiled sheepishly. "Nothing."

bluntly stated what I couldn't bring myself to say. Realizing

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

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