Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 83

Instead, he emerged fully dressed in a crisp white dress shirt and black suit pants, his jacket draped over one arm.

His gold cufflinks caught the light as he walked toward the elevator without sparing me a glance.

I followed behind him and watched as he swiped his access card before the doors slid open. We rode the elevator in silence, and I stayed pressed against one side to make sure we didn’t accidentally touch.

Every now and then, he’d glance at me, the corner of his lips twitching upward as though he were watching a clown.

I couldn’t even be mad. I was probably acting like one.

The moment we stepped outside after passing through the lobby, I turned to look at him. “Thank you for picking me up yesterday, and thank you for offering me a ride.” I forced a polite smile. “I got it from here,” I said, then I turned on my heel

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and started walking away.

ge, strong hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me flush against his hard chest.

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He leaned down until his mouth hovered beside my ear. “If I say I’m dropping you off, Arabella, that’s exactly what I’ll fucking do.”

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