Josefina's hand lingered on Oliver's groin, creating an awkward tableau. With a gentle but firm grip, Oliver enveloped Josefina's petite hand within his own and didn't let go. Brandon, sitting next to Oliver, caught the unexpected hand-holding.

Boy, was he thrilled!

Lifting his glass, he toasted, "To Garrett and Hattie, cheers to you both!"

Garrett and Hattie were caught off guard, promptly standing and raising their glasses in response. Garrett chimed in, "Mr. Brandon, allow Josie and me to return the honor." Hattie added, "Mr. Brandon, a toast to you."

Josefina tried to pull free from Oliver's grasp to stand and join the toast, "Brandon, I raise my glass to you as well."

The patriarch chuckled, "No need, Josie. Ladies shouldn't be drinking. Just sit back down. I simply wanted to share a drink with your folks."

their drinks, Josefina glared at Oliver and whispered,

murmur by her ear, "You started this fire. What

a silver needle, her eyes twinkling mischievously, "How about

taken aback. You don't

chili, was exactly the kind of spice Oliver couldn't resist.

her, why wouldn't he release her hand? As Josefina's needle inched closer, Oliver finally let

when she stood and excused herself, "I need to take a call outside." She needed a breath of fresh air to cool down the

the night breeze soothing and scattering her agitated thoughts. As she turned to leave, passing by a private

all you want. No one's gonna

that I'm even

Being your target is a curse!

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