“Rosalynn, do you really think a childish person would care about the propriety of the situation?" Brian responded, a mischievous smile playing on his Lips.

His hand advanced once more.

Desperately, Rosalynn pleaded, "Mr. Hughes, I won't say it again. Please, stop."

“Call me Brian," he instructed, his voice Low and magnetically husky.

A fluttering sensation enveloped Rosalynn's heart, as though being tickled by a feather.

"Brian," she murmured.

“Good, remember to make it up to me tonight," Brian suggested, holding her hand and idly playing with her fingers.

An overwhelming sensation swept over Rosalynn, and she mentally resolved to return to her own home that evening. She would not be spending the night with him!

At that moment, her phone chimed again; it was a new message from Hutton.

He queried about the message she had recently sent him, the one that had been subsequently withdrawn.

Rosalynn made a move to retrieve her phone, but Brian halted her.

He peered at the screen and quickly typed out a response.

“You truly are a kid, only capable of acting cute."

A reply from Hutton followed shortly.

“Old man, why do you have Rosalynn's phone? You're infringing on our privacy!"

“What's mine is hers, and what's hers is mine. How could that be invasion?" Brian shot back.

"Shameless!"

“Rosalynn Likes me being shameless!"

“You're audacious!"

“I'UL take that as a compliment! After all, only the audacious ones can captivate and allure Rosalynn!"

Hutton was left momentarily speechless.

Observing their banter, Rosalynn didn't know whether to be amused or distressed.