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.

stepping aside to let Remington

was in

couldn’t answer

“Is that so?”

his head, eyeing

huh? Looks like my timing’s

glass of water for Remington, she

“It’s no big deal.

was just

the glass to Remington, smoothly shifting

What did you need to talk

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

hassling me, it was Peterson they were

just lending a

caught off guard

“How well do

only met him

first saw him

Hannah mentioned to Remington.

in the garden getting picked on, and I stepped

the same guy I had to

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

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