Vinson appeared hesitant. “Then, that woman…”
Arielle shot him a glare. “You brought this upon yourself, so you figure out how to deal with it. I don’t have the time or energy to care about her.”
Vinson flirtatiously kissed Arielle on her forehead, nose, and eventually her lips.
“Come on, Darling... Give me a hand... You know how terrible my acting skills are. I might end up making her run away.”
Arielle threw her hands up. “Don’t give me that. Your acting skills are pretty good that even I fell for them.”
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