Brianna’s POV“You underestimate me, mi amor.” He shook his head, his hands crossing and folded on the table. I raised a brow. “Then, shoot. Except, you’re actually lying and you don’t know anything.”He let out an amused laugh, shaking his head before his expression then turned serious.“Well,” he started. “For starters, I know you don’t have a favorite color but you’re inclined to pick things that have the slightest bit of blue.”My heart dropped for a second, my brows knitting together. What?He didn’t stop there.He continued, “Second, you don’t have a favorite food but you prefer savory food to sweet food. You also cannot eat anything that has even the faintest fishy smell.”I could only listen in silence, my lips parted in pure shock and disbelief. “You don’t like being noticed, you don’t like being the center of attention. You also don’t speak much except needed,” he added the last part with a smug smile curling around the corner of his lips. “Although, recently, you’ve been
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