The rumors in Valmere had always suggested Bryson’s disinterest in women, with Hannah as the only exception.
And now, was he showing interest in a mere bar waitress?
“Mr. Mitchell, this seems to be your first visit to my establishment.
Have you been smitten with our waitress at first glance?” Alick queried.
With a lift of his eyebrows, Bryson caught Hannah’s chin, scrutinizing her face.
Hannah flinched, earning a sharper pinch on cheek from Bryson, the who with a “Not quipped smirk, particularly.
His sentence was cut short by Hannah’s hand stealthily pinching his waist from inside his jacket.
“Enough, Hannah hissed quietly.
The sting at his waist only broadened Bryson’s grin.
“Feeling shy?
Then let’s leave it unspoken,” he teased.
Hannah trembled with suppressed rage, cursing Bryson’s deliberate provocations.
Alick wore a complex expression, on the cusp of speaking, but Bryson cut him off, “Why should I disclose my preferences to you?” he challenged.
“Just curious,” Alick mumbled.
Bryson gave Alick a meaningful look, warning, “Curiosity can be dangerous.”
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Alick’s complexion soured at the overt threat, but before he could retort, the door swung open.
“Alick, we weren’t done talking…”
Eliana halted her chatter abruptly and averted her gaze as she crossed the threshold and caught sight of Bryson.
“Why are you here?” Alick rose swiftly, a frown creasing his forehead as he moved toward the entrance.
“Leave, now!” he commanded.
Glancing furtively at Bryson, who cradled Hannah in his embrace, Eliana’s lips quivered.
He seemed oblivious to her presence. She reached for Alick, pleading, “Please, I need to discuss something urgent with you.”
Alick, visibly irked by Eliana’s presence, cast a glance back at Bryson and Hannah.
Nothing seemed amiss, and the woman he held didn’t appear to be Hannah…