NovelEnglish"I left it open for you. I thought you might clooking forif you were anxious," Brandon explained casually.
I blurted, "So, you wrapped yourself with only a towel on purpose?" Brandon's Adam's apple bobbed. "No. I heard my phone ring, so I cout to answer it. It was purely a coincidence..." Was it really? At least she didn't lose anything because he had a hot body.
Brandon didn't say a word on our journey to Gildon estate. I thought he was nervous. "Once we arrive, you just need to greet them. I'll handle any questions that cour way." "Okay," he replied.
"If Chris is also there, and he says mean things or makes things difficult for you, don't hold back," I instructed. Brandon said again, "Okay." "Oh right, we need to get our story straight. Let's say we met in Amaty, and you, well... likeand followedhere." I was too shy to finish my sentence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrandon said, "I probably won't mess that up." "Huh?" I didn't really understand what he meant, but then I had a realization quickly enough.
I didn't know what to say so I just kept quiet, and so did he.
The quiet added to the awkwardness, which madedrive nervously. Suddenly, the idiot in the car in front of us slammed on the brakes, and I almost hit it.
Brandon reacted like lightning. His hand shot out and he grabbed the steering wheel, and then he turned it. The car turned 45 degrees and skidded, avoiding an accident.
I was still in shock even after the car screeched to a halt. His reflexes were unreal. He seemed almost superhuman.
"Focus on driving. It's fine if the car is damaged, but what if you get hurt?" Brandon said in concern. He straightened the car out once the vehicle in front of us continued moving. My three years of driving experience suddenly felt like child's play compared to his skills.
I only recovered from the shock after I drove for stime. I couldn't help but ask, "Your driving skills are out of this world. Were you a driver in the army?" "No," he replied.
I glanced at him. "Then what kind of soldier were you?" "Special forces." I didn't have much knowledge about the military, but I had seen them on television. I supposed special forces were elite soldiers who were always in the front line. They looked really cool.
Brandon was really cool! There was a certain toughness about him. He had a steely resolve rarely seen in men nowadays.
"Then why did you leave the military? Why not join the SWAT team?" I was very interested in getting to know him today. Brandon didn't answerat once. I suddenly recalled Kara's words. Could it be connected to his father's accident?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt didn't seem right to ask him directly, so I took a more indirect approach. "Brandon you've never ve talked about your parents or siblings. Would you mind tellinga bit about them? So that I know what to say if the Gildons ask..." "My parents are gone," he interrupted before I could finish.
"My father died in a car accident while driving his boss. He died with his boss, and his boss' wife," Brandon continued. His gaze met mine. I felt my heart clench because my parents had died in a car accident too. Hearing this madesad.
"My mother passed away a few years later. She was unable to cope with the depression that followed his death," Brandon said. His voice was barely a whisper. He must be in a lot of pain. I regretted having brought up the topic. "I'm so sorry," I murmured.
"But I suspect that my father's accident wasn't an accident at all," Brandon added.
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