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.

for you to hit the hay,” she announced.

away and nudged the temperature up on

the while, Deanna watched, her thoughts as complex and Layered as the scene unfolding in

moments slipped by, the discomfort

skilled touch made it all

efficiency, maybe these were the qualities that drew Brian to

a reverie, her gaze flitting between the ticking

had gone to meet a client with

in her own thoughts, Rosalynn wondered if she

her options, she decided to reach

and Selina