“So, you came to my place and shared my bed while I was drunk.” Brian’s words were laced with a mischievous grin.

Rosalynn rolled her eyes. “Brian Hughes—”

Her sentence was cut short as she stumbled backward, colliding with the edge of the bed.

Instinctively reaching out for support, she ended up pulling Brian with her onto the bed.

Their eyes met. Rosalynn was shocked, while Brian sported a playful smile.

“Rosalynn, I know you’re fond of me. Here’s your chance.”

playful, but his eyes held

Rosalynn’s heart pounded.

in his enticing

pushed him

making assumptions. Why would you think I

you come to my

arched an eyebrow, casually picking out a set of clothes from the

hot soup for you.

you willingly sleep in my bed?”

I didn’t. You were the one who was drunk, holding me in

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