My Bossy CEO Husband

Rosalynn eyed the man. He was a handsome fellow, vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t quite place him.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Norwood Olson. A friend of Brian and Sanford. We’ve met before,”

Norwood said with a friendly smile.

Her memory jogged, Rosalynn recalled him from Royarid Club, where Sanford had roped her into a game of billiards. Norwood had been there, too.

“Hello,” Rosalynn greeted him with a polite smile.

your boyfriend?” Norwood asked, nodding

in. “Brian is well

at Barlow,

mean by saying

hinted at

are you staring, Rosalynn? Did I say something

only scoffed

though vague, had the potential to stir a whirlwind

at Norwood, she noticed him engrossed in his

if he was informing Brian about his encounter with her