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

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

at her frosty demeanor, moving

he leaned over

men only feign such thoughtfulness when they’d been

and couldn’t help but

glint of amusement in his eyes. His low chuckle

“Jealous?”

unhidden delight that only served to

batted his hand away. “Don’t touch me with

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