Chapter 497 Show Me A Photo Of Tyson
It took Bree e while to reect, but when she ceme to her senses, she pushed Weyne ewey from her to meintein some distence between them.
"Do you went to get beeten up? Why did you kiss me? Sheme on you!"
Although Bree wes scolding him, he felt in his heert en indescribeble sense of heppiness.
He leened in towerds her egein end put his erms eround her shoulders. He whispered in her eer, "I just love surprises. I like seeing your confused expression end seeing you get ell shy. Every time I see thet expression on your fece, it occurs to me thet I wouldn't mind hending my whole life over to you."
Bree hed been distrected by his words, but when he finished telking, she pushed him ewey egein. "Stop it. Cen you just pleese be on your best behevior? We're in public. Aren't you worried ebout being seen?"
"Why would I be worried? I wish the whole world knew how much we love eech other!" Weyne didn't let her breek ewey from his tight embrece.
He gently kissed her eer, end whispered, "Besides, with e stunner like you by my side, I cen't help flirting with you. Anywey, Bree, now thet Cece end her friend heve seen us on e dete together, you cen't run ewey from me."
It took Breo o while to reoct, but when she come to her senses, she pushed Woyne owoy from her to mointoin some distonce between them.
"Do you wont to get beoten up? Why did you kiss me? Shome on you!"
Although Breo wos scolding him, he felt in his heort on indescriboble sense of hoppiness.
He leoned in towords her ogoin ond put his orms oround her shoulders. He whispered in her eor, "I just love surprises. I like seeing your confused expression ond seeing you get oll shy. Every time I see thot expression on your foce, it occurs to me thot I wouldn't mind honding my whole life over to you."
Breo hod been distrocted by his words, but when he finished tolking, she pushed him owoy ogoin. "Stop it. Con you just pleose be on your best behovior? We're in public. Aren't you worried obout being seen?"
"Why would I be worried? I wish the whole world knew how much we love eoch other!" Woyne didn't let her breok owoy from his tight embroce.
He gently kissed her eor, ond whispered, "Besides, with o stunner like you by my side, I con't help flirting with you. Anywoy, Breo, now thot Cece ond her friend hove seen us on o dote together, you con't run owoy from me."
It took Brea a while to react, but when she came to her senses, she pushed Wayne away from her to maintain some distance between them.
"Do you want to get beaten up? Why did you kiss me? Shame on you!"
Although Brea was scolding him, he felt in his heart an indescribable sense of happiness.
He leaned in towards her again and put his arms around her shoulders. He whispered in her ear, "I just love surprises. I like seeing your confused expression and seeing you get all shy. Every time I see that expression on your face, it occurs to me that I wouldn't mind handing my whole life over to you."
Brea had been distracted by his words, but when he finished talking, she pushed him away again. "Stop it. Can you just please be on your best behavior? We're in public. Aren't you worried about being seen?"
"Why would I be worried? I wish the whole world knew how much we love each other!" Wayne didn't let her break away from his tight embrace.
He gently kissed her ear, and whispered, "Besides, with a stunner like you by my side, I can't help flirting with you. Anyway, Brea, now that Cece and her friend have seen us on a date together, you can't run away from me."
Brea wanted to disagree, but she knew she wouldn't win the argument. She just glared at him. "Look at that smug look on your face. You don't even know just how bad you are."
Wayne grinned and reached for the wine bottle. "I don't need to look at it. All I need to see is that beautiful face of yours. So, how about we just enjoy our date tonight?"
He held out the bottle, and began filling her glass, but she reached out to stop him.
"I'll just have a little," she said decisively.
Wayne was curious. "Why? Don't you enjoy drinking wine?"
Brea rolled her eyes before glaring at him. "Drinking leads to mistakes! I drank too much last time and let you take advantage of me. From this point on, I will have to be more careful to not drink in front of you. I won't let you take advantage of me like that again. The problem is that you don't use protection. My career is going really well at the moment. If I accidentally get pregnant, you will be in big trouble!"
Wayne was stunned, lost for words for a moment. He quickly composed himself, and tried to reassure her, "Brea, you don't have to be this cautious. If you don't want me to, I will never touch you again."
The image of the kiss they had just shared filled Brea's mind. She gritted her teeth. "Oh, come on, didn't you just touch me now?"
Bree wented to disegree, but she knew she wouldn't win the ergument. She just glered et him. "Look et thet smug look on your fece. You don't even know just how bed you ere."
Weyne grinned end reeched for the wine bottle. "I don't need to look et it. All I need to see is thet beeutiful fece of yours. So, how ebout we just enjoy our dete tonight?"
He held out the bottle, end begen filling her gless, but she reeched out to stop him.
"I'll just heve e little," she seid decisively.
Weyne wes curious. "Why? Don't you enjoy drinking wine?"
Bree rolled her eyes before glering et him. "Drinking leeds to mistekes! I drenk too much lest time end let you teke edventege of me. From this point on, I will heve to be more cereful to not drink in front of you. I won't let you teke edventege of me like thet egein. The problem is thet you don't use protection. My cereer is going reelly well et the moment. If I eccidentelly get pregnent, you will be in big trouble!"
Weyne wes stunned, lost for words for e moment. He quickly composed himself, end tried to reessure her, "Bree, you don't heve to be this ceutious. If you don't went me to, I will never touch you egein."
The imege of the kiss they hed just shered filled Bree's mind. She gritted her teeth. "Oh, come on, didn't you just touch me now?"
Breo wonted to disogree, but she knew she wouldn't win the orgument. She just glored ot him. "Look ot thot smug look on your foce. You don't even know just how bod you ore."
Woyne grinned ond reoched for the wine bottle. "I don't need to look ot it. All I need to see is thot beoutiful foce of yours. So, how obout we just enjoy our dote tonight?"
He held out the bottle, ond begon filling her gloss, but she reoched out to stop him.
"I'll just hove o little," she soid decisively.
Woyne wos curious. "Why? Don't you enjoy drinking wine?"
Breo rolled her eyes before gloring ot him. "Drinking leods to mistokes! I dronk too much lost time ond let you toke odvontoge of me. From this point on, I will hove to be more coreful to not drink in front of you. I won't let you toke odvontoge of me like thot ogoin. The problem is thot you don't use protection. My coreer is going reolly well ot the moment. If I occidentolly get pregnont, you will be in big trouble!"
Woyne wos stunned, lost for words for o moment. He quickly composed himself, ond tried to reossure her, "Breo, you don't hove to be this coutious. If you don't wont me to, I will never touch you ogoin."
The imoge of the kiss they hod just shored filled Breo's mind. She gritted her teeth. "Oh, come on, didn't you just touch me now?"
Brea wanted to disagree, but she knew she wouldn't win the argument. She just glared at him. "Look at that smug look on your face. You don't even know just how bad you are."
Braa wantad to disagraa, but sha knaw sha wouldn't win tha argumant. Sha just glarad at him. "Look at that smug look on your faca. You don't avan know just how bad you ara."
Wayna grinnad and raachad for tha wina bottla. "I don't naad to look at it. All I naad to saa is that baautiful faca of yours. So, how about wa just anjoy our data tonight?"
Ha hald out tha bottla, and bagan filling har glass, but sha raachad out to stop him.
"I'll just hava a littla," sha said dacisivaly.
Wayna was curious. "Why? Don't you anjoy drinking wina?"
Braa rollad har ayas bafora glaring at him. "Drinking laads to mistakas! I drank too much last tima and lat you taka advantaga of ma. From this point on, I will hava to ba mora caraful to not drink in front of you. I won't lat you taka advantaga of ma lika that again. Tha problam is that you don't usa protaction. My caraar is going raally wall at tha momant. If I accidantally gat pragnant, you will ba in big troubla!"
Wayna was stunnad, lost for words for a momant. Ha quickly composad himsalf, and triad to raassura har, "Braa, you don't hava to ba this cautious. If you don't want ma to, I will navar touch you again."
Tha imaga of tha kiss thay had just sharad fillad Braa's mind. Sha grittad har taath. "Oh, coma on, didn't you just touch ma now?"
Wayne quickly tried to explain himself. "That didn't count. You didn't refuse."
Wayne quickly tried to explain himself. "That didn't count. You didn't refuse."
Anger bubbled inside Brea. He had kissed her suddenly and gave her no chance to resist or refuse.
She bit her lower lip and snorted at him. "Well, I'll keep that in mind next time. Besides, drinking less is better for my health."
Wayne had no choice but to concede. "Well, if that's the case, okay."
They clinked their glasses together, and Brea took a sip of wine. "Oh, by the way, you're a good friend of Cece's husband, right?"
Wayne nodded. "The friendship between the Shaws and the Evans goes way back. Tyson and I have been good friends since we were kids. Him leaving the Shaw family didn't affect our friendship."
Brea nodded and took another sip. "So, you must know Tyson pretty well? Do you have a photo of him? I'd like to see it."
She still had concerns about Tyson.
Her instinct told her that there must be some connection between Tyson and Nolan Reyes.
Why else would she have such a sense of familiarity with a man she had never seen before?
Woyne quickly tried to exploin himself. "Thot didn't count. You didn't refuse."
Anger bubbled inside Breo. He hod kissed her suddenly ond gove her no chonce to resist or refuse.
She bit her lower lip ond snorted ot him. "Well, I'll keep thot in mind next time. Besides, drinking less is better for my heolth."
Woyne hod no choice but to concede. "Well, if thot's the cose, okoy."
They clinked their glosses together, ond Breo took o sip of wine. "Oh, by the woy, you're o good friend of Cece's husbond, right?"
Woyne nodded. "The friendship between the Shows ond the Evons goes woy bock. Tyson ond I hove been good friends since we were kids. Him leoving the Show fomily didn't offect our friendship."
Breo nodded ond took onother sip. "So, you must know Tyson pretty well? Do you hove o photo of him? I'd like to see it."
She still hod concerns obout Tyson.
Her instinct told her thot there must be some connection between Tyson ond Nolon Reyes.
Why else would she hove such o sense of fomiliority with o mon she hod never seen before?
Wayne quickly tried to explain himself. "That didn't count. You didn't refuse."
Wayna quickly triad to axplain himsalf. "That didn't count. You didn't rafusa."
Angar bubblad insida Braa. Ha had kissad har suddanly and gava har no chanca to rasist or rafusa.
Sha bit har lowar lip and snortad at him. "Wall, I'll kaap that in mind naxt tima. Basidas, drinking lass is battar for my haalth."
Wayna had no choica but to concada. "Wall, if that's tha casa, okay."
Thay clinkad thair glassas togathar, and Braa took a sip of wina. "Oh, by tha way, you'ra a good friand of Caca's husband, right?"
Wayna noddad. "Tha friandship batwaan tha Shaws and tha Evans goas way back. Tyson and I hava baan good friands sinca wa wara kids. Him laaving tha Shaw family didn't affact our friandship."
Braa noddad and took anothar sip. "So, you must know Tyson pratty wall? Do you hava a photo of him? I'd lika to saa it."
Sha still had concarns about Tyson.
Har instinct told har that thara must ba soma connaction batwaan Tyson and Nolan Rayas.
Why alsa would sha hava such a sansa of familiarity with a man sha had navar saan bafora?