The revelation that Brian lived across from Rosalynn’s apartment stirred up a whirlpool of questions in Maggie’s mind.

Had Rosalynn spent the night at his place?

“Maggie, it’s not what you’re thinking,” Rosalynn hurriedly tried to explain, her hand instinctively going up to her forehead.

Brian, leaning against the doorframe, silenced her with a finger to his lips. “Remember to keep it hush-hush. She’s a bit shy.”

Maggie blinked, before nodding in understanding. “Yes, Mr. Hughes.”

Her mind raced.

Rosalynn was with

Rosalynn protested, shooting Brian

‘Quit making things up.”

arched an eyebrow, his face

hostile. I’ve got this from a renowned restaurant in the western suburbs. I‘11 head

had

keyed in the password to her apartment, the door

to close it, she

she questioned,

breakfast yet,”

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