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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES

Brian hitting me up with the ‘We’re going to Turkey’ line had to be the craziest thing I had heard in all my life.

Steven took a deep breath, walking out of the room, dialing a number as he walked past.

“Brian, this has to stop,” I said defensively, “It has to stop and it has to stop now,” I said.

Brain turned away from me, staring out the window.

“You don't expect me to hop on a flight with you, as a completely different person, to cover your…” I was still ranting, when Brian just walked past me, taking a seat at the distal end of the bed.

“Brian,” I called, following behind him.

“Now's not the time, Blair,” he said, in a bid to shut me out.

“There's never a time,” I said, “you have to…”

Brian abruptly leaned in, pressing his lips against mine, shutting me up.

My heart skipped a beat. I was beaming with joy. He caught me by surprise, a rather pleasant surprise.

We remained lip-locked for a few minutes, and the room was thereafter enveloped by a thick