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?"

know about you, Ryan. So I'm

driver?" I shoot

supposed to

should stop acting like you're not a

step Infront of our car and shoot him a

to your parents if you keep blasting me

I'm only saying

A masculine voice calls and both Ryan and I turn to

Ah!

It's Leonard again.

man is

"Ashanti." He's still smiling.

"Leonard."

you're

"Yes, I am."

why, but my gaze goes over to

having to drive me home,

need for that,

voice I'd recognize even

Alpha Reagan who calmly approches us and only

is here to

time, my eyes stay glued to his face, staring at him as though he has lost

very understanding Leonard, simply nods

voice bringsme back to

if I

us

my head

"No."

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