Love's Redemption

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Oh no. How did I forget about this? But I had nothing to be diffident about. I denied it immediately. "I didn't molest him. It's just an

accusation."

"Huh?" Brandon stared at me. His gaze hinted that he wanted me to explain further.

I blamed Yerick and told Brandon for the accusation. I added in the end, "That idiot is just a narcissist. I don't like this kind of person at all." "What kind of person do you like then? An older man, or a mature and calm man?" Brandon was very straightforward. He seemed to know quite a lot. I saw how serious he was and wanted to tease him again. I moved closer to him and said, "I like someone like you. Rough and hard."

Then, I saw him gulp again because I teased him. When I moved back to my original spot, I heard him ask in a low voice, "How did you know I'm hardContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I was speechless and immediately blushed. I thought that Brandon was a very innocent man, but this question exposed his true nature as

a man.

"Why is your face red?" He just had to ask me this. He wasn't easy to

deal with. He counterattacked my teasing. When I was sighing, I heard him ask, “Did you drink alcohol?"

"No!"

When I had just denied it, Brandon shouted, "Pull over!"

"Why?" Although I asked a question, I stopped at the side of the road obediently. Once the car stopped, I felt Brandon leaning over to me.

He made me face him and pressed me down.

I widened my eyes. My first reaction was to think that he wanted to kiss me. But wasn't he embarrassed because it was daytime and they were in the

Otherwise how could he kiss me in

the middle of the street? Even

though couldn't handle Chris indifference, I couldn't accept

Brandon's actions of being horny at

any time.

I raised my hands and placed them on his chest. When I was about to push him away, I heard him say, "Open your mouth and blow."

I didn't understand what he wanted, but the way he grabbed my chin made me open my mouth in pain. Naturally, I was panting.

In the next second, Brandon let go of me. "You didn't drink alcohol, so why is your face so red?"

My eyes widened. It was only then that I realized why he had me stop the car after asking if I had drunk alcohol. But he was the culprit for my face being red.

"I'm blushing because of your inappropriate joke." My mouth moved faster than my brain again.

Brandon frowned. "What inappropriate joke did I make?" He

stammered as his ears turned red as well.

Huh? He didn't know? Or was he acting? But he said that just now...

I didn't believe that he didn't know what he said. Anyway, since I had already said it, I should say the entire thing "You asked how I knew you were hard."

Brandon froze. Then, he took a gulp and said, "I meant..."

He couldn't finish his words. The redness spread to his ears. He

seemed to have just realized what I thought wasn't the hardness he meant.

This time, it was my turn to feel awkward. I felt so awkward that I wanted to bury myself in a hole. However, as long as I didn't feel

awkward, he would be the one who felt awkward.

Thus, I boldly asked with my face red, "What was the hardness you were talking about?"

Brandon straightened his back and tugged at his collar. "Drive!"