I actually felt that I liked him. He’s friendly and kind. Best of all, it seemed like he had no hidden agendas, unlike the man that was standing very close to my side.
“I’m not staying the night. It’s against my policy…” I whispered resolutely once Greg had left us alone.
“What if I pay you extra?” Brandon whispered into my ear as he pulled me closer to him by the waist.
“That’s not the issue. Oh, you can’t buy everything and solve every problem with your money by the way,” I said as I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Yeah, right…” Brandon scoffed.
Some people believe that they can solve every single problem with money and Brandon was proudly one of them. After Brandon had had enough of the party, he pulled on my hand, and we began our journey to the special suite that Greg had prepared for us. I knew that it would be completely horrible manners to turn down Greg’s offer and it would appear unnatural as well.
We arrived at the suite, and I had to say that I was impressed by the view of the night city landscape that can be seen from the room.
“Not too shabby, huh?” Brandon said as he came to stand close behind me.
“It’s a nice view…” I said honestly.
“The view from my bedroom is way better…should we go there?” Brandon asked teasingly.
I turned around and rolled my eyes at him in annoyance. Finally, we were alone, and I no longer had to hold my urge to roll my eyes anymore. Freedom!
“Don’t worry. I’ll sneak out of the room and leave late into the night so that it won’t look suspicious. All the reporters should be gone by then too,” I said as I brought his attention to the situation at hand.
“Why bother? Just stay the night…” he said casually.
“No thanks…” I replied without a second thought.
“We have so much time from now till then…shall we…” Brandon said before smiling at me suggestively.
“No…” I said firmly.
“I’m joking. I won’t do you until you beg me for it,” he teased.
“I will never beg for it,” I spat as I glared at him.
“We’ll see about that…” he said casually as he walked away from me.
“I still don’t think using my real identity to pose as your fiancée is a good idea…” I mumbled in concern.
Although we have discussed this various times before and he had reassured me that it was beyond fine, I still had my doubts. I wasn’t sure why my agency agreed to this as well. I mean, if I’m publicly engaged to Brandon, wouldn’t that impact my business with the other clients?
“I talked to your manager. He’s fine with it. I don’t see any issues,” Brandon replied like it was nothing.
“Still…I don’t have the best background…” I said softly.
“You’re perfect for the job. The fact that you’re my ex-girlfriend is perfect. The story of us falling back in love together after being reunited is credible and everyone loves it,” Brandon said as he looked straight at me.
I have completely no idea where he gets all his confidence from. I sighed loudly and started playing with my hair, a habit that was hard to break when I got frustrated.
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