18

Lyn was walking casually through the boutique when a strong hand gripped her arm. She half shrieked and stared angrily at the gripper of her arm, Brian, who was standing by her.

“Get off of me, Brian, you are so rude.” Lyn smiled trying to appear calm.

Brian gave Lyn a long stare, then finally let go of his grip. Lyn sarcastically rubbed her arm, which had turned red from Brian's grip.

“It will be bruised. What made you come to me and suddenly act this rude?” her gaze turned seductive. “Do you want to continue the one that was delayed at that time?”

Brian snorted in annoyance. “Stop it, Lyn, I know for sure you're not interested in me. I used to chase you and you totally rejected me!” his gaze turned sharp again, intimidating. “Why did you seduce me that night?”

Lyn glanced up and smiled. “Maybe it's because I'm in the mood to change my mind.” She purposely blinked annoyingly.