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.

driver nodded, accepting

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

at her frosty demeanor,

was fumbling with the seatbelt, he leaned over to

such thoughtfulness when they’d been caught

couldn’t help but scoff, “You don’t have to butter me up, Brian, unless

of amusement in his eyes. His low chuckle echoed in the car as

“Jealous?”

an unhidden delight that only served

hand away. “Don’t touch me with the same hand that touched her. It’s

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