My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

With a playful glint in her eyes, Rosalynn queried, “Deanna, are you fond of Brian?”

“I do have a soft spot for him,” Deanna admitted. Yet, as she prepared to affirm with a nod, she caught the teasing light in Rosalynn’s eyes and paused. She chose silence, fixing her gaze firmly on Rosalynn, her response left hanging in the air.

Rosalynn’s grin didn’t waver. “See, that’s how I feel about Keegan.

Just a sisterly affection, nothing more.”

For a moment, Deanna found herself lost for words. Rosalynn’s reasoning was like a swiftly moving river; it was impossible to find a foothold to argue against. So, she chose to turn away, her silent defiance the only protest she could muster.

Rosalynn glanced at her wristwatch, waited patiently, then removed the silver needles.

the hay,” she announced. “ve

tucked the needles away and nudged

and

moments slipped by, the

thoughtful and skilled touch made it all the more

maybe these were the qualities that drew Brian to her, Deanna

reverie, her gaze flitting between the ticking hands of her wristwatch and the door.

with Selina, and would Likely drop Selina

in her own thoughts, Rosalynn wondered if she should linger here, or

decided to reach

Selina