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Regina giggled, relieved that she wasn’t alone in how terrifyingly fast she’d fallen for him, so she admitted, "Okay, maybe I drove hoot, the heavier er about her speeding but didn’t quite pull it off Then he kissed her, squeezing her even tighter than before "Let’s go get you dessert, princess," he whispered in her ear
As they drove down the busy strip, Regina was still feeling a little dazed by his thrilling ad her sit up a little straighter They were passing by the very bar she’d spotted him with that blonde the last time she was here Her joyful splendor was quickly jolted by the irrepressible jealousy at the thought of Brandon kissing that woman and how he’d done it so blithely in front of everyone watching
They drove into a parking structure as Regina struggled to conceal her sudden unreasonable anger He’d just admitted to her he was as crazy about her as she felt for him Still, the visual of his lips on that wo firsthand the power behind those kisses, had the deht "What was her name?"
Brandon turned to her, brows furrowed as he pulled into the parking space "Who?"
"The blonde," she asked, sing hard "The one you left with that night I saw you here"
Frowning, he pulled the keys fronition "Why?"
Why? Good question She was an idiot Was she really going to pick a fight with him now after he’d been so wonderful to her all week over soain, and she thought of how he probably took the girl back to his place and ina, kissing her the entire ti his name
"Because I wanna know," she said, her words evento do this she felt ready to ruin their entire evening She was this close to telling him to take her home and fk the tiramisu Could she be anyhis door
"What?"
"Serenity," he said again, stepping out of the Jeep "That was her naet out yet I wanna help you"
Regina opened the door and started getting out as he came around with a frown "Serenity?" she asked, her words dripping with disgust "What is she a stripper?"
Holding on to her elbow so she wouldn’t come down too hard on her ankle as she stepped out of the Jeep, Brandon seemed more concerned with her ankle than he did her line of questioning
"I don’t know," he said sio "What do you mean you don’t know? She went home with you, didn’t she? Did you not--" She stopped cold, knohat a no to her next question would confirht, the thought now sickened her Still she had to ask "Did you not talk at all that night?"
"Nope"
They’d started walking Brandon had slipped his hand in hers, and Regina stopped suddenly, atteht Was she really going to get this upset over that now? Yes! He’d harped so much about his no-attachment rules, yet he kissed that bitch the way he had in front of the entire world Did he expect her to believe now that he hadn’t even talked to her? He’d been chatty and all sina
"Do you always kiss these girls you want no attachht?"
Another couple walked by the eye contact with theotten loud, so she started walking again But she wasn’t letting him off with his short answers Brandon had asked about Antonio, someone she merely worked with and happened to speak to a little too sweetly for his liking He, on the other hand, had slept with this girl notstraight ahead "But why does that even ina wasn’t sure why it mattered, but it did It hadn’t dawned on her until today, when seeing the restaurant brought back the blinding reminder of how recently he’d been with someone else Suddenly, she needed to know more about Serenity They’d both looked a little too sina had been witness to, it turned her stoht they must’ve had She wasn’t so sure anymore if she’d been stupidly naïve or not to buy into his no-return-visits’ rule Who behaved that way in public the very first time they ina think she was to believe she was so damn special she’d been the only one he’d ever returned to?
"No?" She glared at him "So she was special, then?"
If they weren’t already on the crowded sidewalk of the strip, shea fit She felt coirl with the stripper naina all week?
They walked up to the young lady standing at the hostess bar just outside the Italian restaurant Still seething, Regina hadn’t even heard what the hostess asked theently