“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.”

his

Rosalynn’s heart pounded.

engulfed in his

pushed him away,

assumptions. Why would you think

you come to my place

eyebrow, casually picking out a set of clothes

soup for you. I simply agreed out of

bed?” Brian untied his towel, preparing

one who was drunk, holding me in your arms,

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