She hung up, stretched, and padded over to the bathroom to wash up.
A few minutes later, she received a message from Brian.
Subconsciously, Rosalynn opened the door, her cheeks blushed at the sound of a voice that struck a chord.
âSay you love me, Rosalynn.
â
âI Love you!â
âWho am I?â
âYouâre Brian.
â
âAnd what am I to you?â
âYouâre my husband.
â
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Rosalynnâs face instantly flushed.
That jerk!
Why on earth had he saved this recording?
Fury surged within Rosalynn, prompting her to immediately dial Brianâs number and lash out, âBrian, have you lost your mind?â
Far from being enraged, Brianâs voice held a captivating resonance.
âJoin me for breakfast.
The doorâs passcode is your birthdate.
â
Taking a deep breath, Rosalynn changed her clothes, annoyance still clouding her mind, and approached the opposite door.
As soon as she set foot inside, she vented at the man awaiting her in the dining area.
âBrian, erase that recording this instant!â
âFirst, join me for breakfast,â Brian responded.
âI demand you delete that recording!â
Rosalynn could feel her anger bubbling up, threatening to spill over.
Looking at her angry face, Brian smiled and handed her the phone.
âDelete it yourself.
â