Chapter 7
As we neared John, Brandon swaggered over like a peacock, his chest puffed up so much it looked like it might burst.
“Listen here, pal,” he boomed, “from now on, you’ll be working with my wife. And since I’m family, I might even throw you a little bonus to make things sweet.”
John didn’t even bother looking at him, his eyes glued to me instead.
“Nice dress. I must say, letting me pick it out for you? Spot on. My taste truly is impeccable.”
Brandon, standing beside me, seemed ready to explode.
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Brandon’s eyes glazed over, a touch of moisture threatening to spill over.
This guy couldn’t handle a little teasing without feeling like the sky was falling.
“Alright, alright!”
I cut in, raising my hands in a peace gesture.
“John is my dear friend, and you’re my wonderful husband. Both of you are equally important to me, okay? Can we please wrap this up?”
Brandon rolled his eyes like a dramatic teenager.
John, on the other hand, was holding back laughter.
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“You called your husband dumb before, and I was skeptical. But now? Oh, I’m convinced. He’s a walking brain freeze.”
I shot John a death glare, though a smirk threatened to escape.
Five minutes later, these two towering giants -standing at least a foot taller than me- were shoulder–to–shoulder, hand–in–hand.
I crossed my arms and gave them both a long, assessing look, nodding slowly.
“Alright, gentlemen. Hold hands for ten minutes, and we can officially call it a truce. Maybe even throw in a hug or two.”
