My Bossy CEO Husband

“So, you came to my place and shared my bed while I was drunk.” Brian’s words were laced with a mischievous grin.
Rosalynn rolled her eyes. “Brian Hughes—”
Her sentence was cut short as she stumbled backward, colliding with the edge of the bed.
Instinctively reaching out for support, she ended up pulling Brian with her onto the bed.
Their eyes met. Rosalynn was shocked, while Brian sported a playful smile.
“Rosalynn, I know you’re fond of me. Here’s your chance.”
Brian’s voice was playful, but his eyes held a serious glint.
Rosalynn’s heart pounded.
She was engulfed in his enticing scent.
With a hard shove, she pushed him away, her ears flaming.
“Stop making assumptions. Why would you think I like you? You’re such a narcissist!”
“What did I say that was incorrect? Didn’t you come to my place and sleep in my bed?”
Brian arched an eyebrow, casually picking out a set of clothes from the wardrobe.
“Sanford asked me to prepare hot soup for you. I simply agreed out of kindness,” Rosalynn explained.
“Really? Didn’t you willingly sleep in my bed?” Brian untied his towel, preparing to dress.
“No, I didn’t. You were the one who was drunk, holding me in your arms, refusing to Let go!” Rosalynn whirled around to confront
him.
Upon seeing Brian’s nudity, her eyes widened in surprise, and she hastily turned back around.
“Brian, why didn’t you tell me you were changing?”
Brian grinned, amused by her embarrassment.

“Did I really hold you all night? Seems I took advantage of you. I guess I should take responsibility then.”
Rosalynn was left speechless.
Was he just teasing her?