Hannah began to ask Bryson if he was okay, but before she could finish, Bryson’s fingers gently lifted her chin, drawing her into a ki*s.

The fervor of Bryson’s ki*s left Hannah without the will to pull away; instead, she let herself sink deeper into the moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The persistent knocking at the door snapped Hannah out of the reverie.

She quickly stepped back from Bryson and left the closet.

She made sure the closet doors were shut.

Just as they clicked closed, Hannah caught a glimpse of Bryson’s gaze in the dim light-a look that sent her pulse racing.

Despite the urge to delve deeper into that moment, now was not the time.

She secured the closet and made her way to the door, opening it to find Remington there.

“Mr.

Lyons? It’s quite late.

What brings you here?”

“I need to discuss something with you.

Remington loomed in the doorway, peering into Hannah’s room.

“What took you so long to answer?”

“Nothing much.

her composure, stepping aside to

in the

couldn’t answer

“Is that so?”

his head,

huh? Looks

of water for Remington, she brushed off the

“It’s no big deal.

just

to Remington, smoothly shifting the

what’s up? What did you need to

the glass, then dove into his query, “I heard there was a bit of a scene with some

me, it was Peterson

just lending

off guard

further, “How well do

met

him at

Hannah mentioned to Remington.

upon him in the garden getting picked

was the same guy

he just saw me and bolted-I didn’t even need

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