Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 

Chapter 165 

“Then you try it.” Brandon brought his chocolate–covered apple near my mouth. 

I Instinctively twisted my head away, but he was persistent, seemingly determined to see me eat it. 

I 

There was no escaping, so I reluctantly opened my mouth and took a bite. It was sweet and sour. 

While not unpleasant, I preferred sweeter fruits, like the ones I bought. But seeing Brandor’s expectant gaze, I smiled and pretended that it tasted good. I mumbled while chewing, “It’s really good.” 

“I want to try yours,” Brandon said. He didn’t eat his treat and asked for mine instead. 

I instinctively hid the treat behind my back, like a child protecting a prized candy bar. 

Brandon laughed. “I just want a taste, not the whole thing.-Look at how worried you are.” 

His playful teasing continued. “Such a stingy one, aren’t you?” 

Maybe he was right. It was just a chocolate–covered fruit after all. Fine. I would give it to him. 

I took out my treat from its hiding place. I had chosen a box filled with five different, bite–sized chocolate- covered fruits. “Here. Take your pick.” 

Ignoring the treats inside the box, Brandon looked at the one in my hand. “I want that one,” he stated simply. 

I was rendered speechless. That was the one I had already taken a bite out of. 

Before I could protest, Brandon had already leaned in and eaten my treat. He had eaten the strawberry in 

the center. 

I only looked down at my treat when he finished swallowing. Only one lonely fruit remained. I didn’t know 

If I should eat it or not. 

Brandon started walking away, leaving me staring at his back. My gaze shifted between him and the remaining fruit, a sweet green grape. It was the best flavor of the bunch. 

It would be a waste to throw it away, so I ate it, intending to finish it quickly. 

But just as I was about to swallow, Brandon turned around. There was a mischievous grin on his face. Heat flooded back to my cheeks again. 

“It’s a bit too sweet. I need a drink,” Brandon said. He pointed at a nearby drink stall and saved me from- my embarrassment. 

“Go get one,” I offered generously. After what happened with the chocolate–covered fruits, I learned my lesson. I let him decide first before I paid. 

“Aren’t you thirsty?” he asked. It was hard to tell if he was genuinely confused or simply enjoying my discomfort. 

“No, I’m fine,” I mumbled. After paying. I walked away swiftly. 

Brandon followed me silently. Even though we had walked for a considerable distance, he didn’t say a word. Had he gotten lost? 

But every time I turned around to glance at him, he was still there. He maintained a comfortable distance.