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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 50

"Who?" I was puzzled.

He scoffed, "Mark."

I frowned at him, genuinely clueless about what was on his mind, "Bryant, are you here to catch me cheating red-handed?"

So funny!

His gaze dimmed, lips barely parted, he murmured, "No."

"So, what do you want?"

Bryant didn't respond, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his cheeks, exuding a sense of defeat.

The night breeze brushed past, giving me goosebumps, "Speak up, or I'm closing the door."

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke in a muffled voice, "I just missed you."

My heart skipped a beat.

I was stunned.

He had flirted with me countless times before, but it was always playful, never heartfelt.

I had always hoped for some genuine affection, him whispering "I love you, I miss you" in the heat of the moment. But all I got was silence or a teasing chuckle.

I was used to being let down.

Yet, when he blurted out those words so unexpectedly, they still managed to stir my emotions.

I took a deep breath, trying to stay composed, "You're drunk."

"I'm not."

"Bryant, look at me closely, I'm Jane..."

"I know you're Jane."

He interrupted, his hand gripping the back of my head, and a torrent of kisses fell upon me, along with a certainty, "I'm thinking of Jane, only Jane, nobody else."

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