My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Brian leaned in slightly, taking the glass from her hand. “This is my drink.”

Rosalynn was at a loss for words.

Had she taken his glass?

She had placed her own drink there just a moment ago.

“If the kiss left you wanting more, you could’ve just told me. No need for an indirect smooch.”

Brian wore a smile as he took the glass she had just used and pressed his thin lips to its rim, draining the wine from his own glass.

Rosalynn’s heart raced uncontrollably.

Her cheeks reddened.

must be teasing her

appeared on

it out, looked at the

a

informed him that she had arrived on

she sent him

hair by her ear, attempting to

message on his phone, she felt her heart stop

saw the photo