ASHANTI'S POV.

And then walks away.

She bursts into tears.

"He's not wrong tho." Ryan leans closer and whispers into my ears. I shoot him a stern look that makes him smile and shrug his shoulders. "I said what I said."

The moment the judges exit the hall, I turn to my team mates and we all squeal excitedly as we exchange happy hugs.

"One look at those designs and I knew we'd occupy the tops spots. They were fire!" Dean, one of my assistant designers muses and all I can do is smile. "Ashanti." A familiar voice calls my name. My heart plummets and soars when I see Leonard standing before me. I blink in surprise as my smile widens.

"Leonard! Hi!"

"Congratulations!" He says, pulling me into a calm hug and I don't miss the opportunity to inhale his heavenly scent like my life depends on it.

"Thank you, Leonard and Congratulations to you too!" I say, pulling out of his hold and looking up at his handsome face. He turns to the mannequins on which the bikinis are displayed. "I must say you made my jaws drops with these designs. I love how you were able to go from to simple to spicy with the outfits. You are good!" Heat pools in my stomach and the warmth in my chest reroutes to a different area of my body. I'm blushing so hard, my cheeks must have turned crimson red by now.

"I... I don't even know what to say... I'm speechless."

"You don't have to say anything. I'll leave you with your team now. Talk to you later."

"Okay."

When I turn back to the others, all eyes are on me, giving me queer looks but no one is saying anything.

Thank the goddess for that because I really don't have any explanation to give anyone right now.

After the small talk, I leave the hall, making sure to take Ryan along with me because he keeps insisting on going around to take a look at the bikinis created by other designers. If I let him do that, he's going to come back home with a broken jaw because he he'd give a crude comment that will get on a designers very last nerves.

"You don't think I know how to control my mouth, do you?"

I'm

your driver?"

supposed

not a passenger seat princess. We both know

step Infront of our car and shoot

your parents if you keep blasting me like

only saying the

I turn to look in the direction of

Ah!

It's Leonard again.

is

"Ashanti." He's still smiling.

"Leonard."

see you're about

"Yes, I am."

I drive you home?" He asks calmly and I don't know why, but my gaze goes over to Ryan who is staring at Leonard, deadpan. What the hell is wrong

drive me home, but now that

need for that, Mr.

voice I'd recognize even if I was

approches us and

mate is here to take

heart stops. I freeze in time, my eyes stay glued to his face, staring at him as though he has

simply nods

Reagan's voice bringsme back

if I

want us to

my head

"No."

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