Brushing past him, she headed for her car.

Brian reached out, pulling her back gently. “Let’s head back together.”

Casting him a cool glance, Rosalynn’s lips curled up in a frigid smile.

“I’d rather not. Your car’s been contaminated.”

Finding himself at a loss for words, Brian chuckled. She was more jealous than he thought.

“Take the car for a cleaning tomorrow and have the interior redone,”

Brian told the driver.

nodded, accepting the command

on the car door. Then, without another word, she got in, leaving

simply smiled at her frosty demeanor, moving around to the passenger

leaned

such thoughtfulness when they’d been caught

cast a sidelong glance at his chiseled profile and couldn’t help but

in his eyes. His low chuckle echoed in the

“Jealous?”

with an unhidden delight

“Don’t touch me with

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