Kaleb looked at her expressive face, the way her emotions showed so clearly. She looked genuinely happy.
It made sense. They were still young. When they were happy, it was like they became a completely different person. Bria seemed close to him, but in reality, there was nothing solid between them, and Kaleb couldn't find any sense of security in a relationship like that.
"We'll talk about it later," he said, pushing her lightly.
Bria insisted on squeezing closer, her tone unconsciously turning soft, almost like she was acting spoiled. "Seeing how badly I bullied you, I'll take a step back and allow you to tell me later."
Kaleb was completely helpless.
Bria made a call, and not long after, Kaleb saw her bodyguard, over six feet three, step into the room with a blank expression.
Bria was still in that loose, slightly sheer nightgown, acting like she didn't care at all. She leaned against the headboard, lazily scrolling on her phone.
Kaleb frowned and pulled the blanket over her.
Bria raised a brow at him. The moment the bodyguard left, she pounced on Kaleb, cupping his face with both hands, her eyes bright with excitement. "Are you jealous?"
Kaleb turned his head away, but Bria grabbed his face and forced him back, squeezing his cheeks. "Say it. Are you jealous or not?"
Kaleb looked into her lively eyes. Compared to the "normal" version she used to pretend to be around him, this version of Bria felt like her truest self.
The contrast was striking.
She was like a cat. When she was angry, she'd bare her claws, but when she was soft, she turned naturally sweet and almost innocent.
Kaleb swallowed. "This has nothing to do with jealousy."
Bria huffed. "I knew it, you are jealous! It's not a big deal. One time, I got drunk, passed out in the bathtub, and my bodyguard had to carry me out."
Kaleb imagined that scene, and he didn't like it. He understood it was purely a professional relationship, but still.
Bria was sharp at reading people, and that only made her happier. "If it bothers you, I'll be more careful next time."
Kaleb glanced at her but didn't say anything. Wrapped in the blanket, he got out of bed, grabbed his clothes, and went into the bathroom to freshen up.
This time, Bria didn't stop him. His attitude had softened a little, and she actually enjoyed being around him like this.
She liked having someone around. They didn't even have to to talk. Just sitting together, each doing their own thing on their phones, was enough.
Earlier, while waiting for the bodyguard to bring the clothes, she'd been lying there without a care, Kaleb right beside her. The feeling had been oddly peaceful.
Bria smiled to herself.
How could one person be so contradictory?

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