Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 830

Kaleb had always thought Bria had a thick skin, and yeah, she absolutely did, but looking at it now, that wasn't entirely a bad thing. She could spin anything into a positive, and the emotional payoff was off the charts.

They'd been chatting and having a great time, and Kaleb's expression kept getting softer and warmer. Truthfully, he wanted to just stare at Bria's face—take her in for a long, long while.

But he was scared she'd catch him, so he stole a quick glance and asked, "Made up your mind on what you want to eat?"

"I've eaten at every kind of place under the sun, and there's nothing I'm specifically craving. But tonight is different. I'm taking you somewhere good. I'm a fun-loving girl, so just stick with me and enjoy the ride."

As she talked, Kaleb glanced over at her again.

Bria caught his little move out of the corner of her eye, and she found Kaleb both hilarious and kind of adorable. "If you want to look, just look. What's with all the sneaking around? We're together now. The way you're acting, you'd think we just started dating!" She turned and shot him a glare. "You're so innocent it's actually making me lose my nerve to do anything to you."

Kaleb steered the conversation in another direction. "Back when we were in Aqualith, where did those red marks on me come from?"

The implication being that she was capable of anything.

Bria suddenly got a little sheepish. "Where do you think they came from?"

Kaleb wasn't letting her off the hook. "I have no clue. I was passed out cold. I want you to tell me yourself."

Bria was annoyed. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're just toying with me."

Kaleb said, "Who's the one who can dish it out but can't take it?"

Bria snapped back, "You're a guy. You tell me."

"How am I supposed to know?"

"Wow, you really want to push your luck, huh? If I told you I made them with my fingers, would you buy that?"

"Pinching can leave marks that perfect?"

"No," Bria laughed. "What do you actually want to know?"

Kaleb's eyes darkened. "Where did the marks on you come from?"

"Oh-ho, looks like Mr. Keaton is jealous." Bria was delighted now. She loved seeing Kaleb get jealous instead of acting like an iceberg. "What if I told you someone was nibbling on me? Would you believe that?"

"Who?" Kaleb pressed.

Bria heard the shift in his tone and was practically dying laughing. "First admit you're jealous—that you don't like the idea of someone else touching my skin." Bria flicked him a quick wink. "Just admit it. Give me the satisfaction, and then I'll tell you."

"Tell me first."

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