Chapter 29: "Then how do we trust them?"

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“He won’t like that. Men don’t like that.”

I try to smear butter onto my toast and keep a straight mind on what Breanne is saying. My cheeks are flaming. My heart is pounding.

“Men like a challenge, they like an easier challenge more but trust me, at the end of the day, those who put up the longer challenges always win out.

They’re the more exciting ones.”

She stops and then her voice comes again,

“Are you even listening to me, Layla?”

Breanne sounds like she’s already tired and exhausted with me already so I put on one of my most pitiful faces, making puppy eyes as I turn to look at her. Her expression changes immediately, like a person trapped in the spell of a particular image, and while I realize that image is me, she bursts into a light chuckle the next second.

“Okay, that was very good, but no need to look so pitiful in front of him.” I pause and Breanne pauses too, looking at my expression and chuckling before she sidles closer,

“You ARE doing this because of him,