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"Sure" She shrugs those beautiful, bared shoulders and stands, going round the table so she’s next to me I lead her away to another table at the far end of the courtyard, ignoring Archer since I can feel hi for me to slip up and somehow touch Bryn inappropriately in front of hi on?" she asks e stop to talk

"Didto you? Did he offend you or try to put his hands on you?" I ask, cutting right to the point

She sighs, hangs her head "He said a few things Nothing that I haven’t heard before"

What the hell does sheabout?"

Bryn lifts her head so her gaze meets ether yet, though he phrased it a little roan "What did you tell him?"

"I told him eren’t, of course, which is the truth" She stresses the last word "He didn’t believe me"

"What a bastard," I h et him to leave?"

"Well, he wouldn’t stop with the crude reed him to his feet and hauled hi valet, and they got him to his car," she explains matter-of-factly

While I wish I could’ve been there by her side to defend her, I’m also proud of the fact that she handled herself so cal I could touch her But I can still feel Archer’s eyes onto do it

"I did what you asked Don’t make it out to be more than it was" She offers me a wan smile "Is that all you wanted to ask me?"

"Bryn" Unable to help htly Screw it I don’t care what Archer thinks "Are you okay? You see me back and remind me of what I really am" The smile turns brittle, and she inclines her head toward the rest of the partygoers circling in the courtyard "You need to go talk to everyone else and ot a chance to speak to the owner of the new and rather impressive DeLuca Winery, don’t you think?"

I let ht?"