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Chapter 53

After leaving for hers the next morning only to be absent for the rest of the day and most of the next, Elizabeth showed up at his door on Sunday evening in a white polo, faded blue, baggy jeans that were folded to just above her ankles, moccasins, a black sling bag across her torso and a face cap, her smile awfully expensive.

"Hey, sport!"

"Beth--"

"Go get dressed. I'm taking you out."

Confused and slightly put off, Brandon folded his arms across his chest, pinning her with unyielding eyes.

Rolling her eyes, she mumbled, "Ecco lo sguardo. Brandon, please?"

"Where have you been the past thirty three hours?"

"Tell you what, I'll answer all your questions and then some when you get dressed. How about that?" She bit her lip in anticipation.

"No. I was working before--"

She rose a brow.

"I'm serious."

"Seriously spiting me," she injected.

He rolled his eyes and turned to walk back inside.

"Nope. I choose to be the more mature one out of us both. Spiting you is beneath me. Sadly."

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