Page 22 of My Dark Protector


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“Are youcertainthere’s not a shred of anything real in there?” Brittany asked, watching them go. “Because that kiss looked maybe a little on the real side.”

Teagan shook her head. “Not even a molecule. He’s just a fantastic kisser. I can’t enjoy myself in a fake manner?”

Britt simply hummed in reply, gazing around the greenhouse. “Just the rest of the flamingo lilies and you can go on early.”

“Are you sure?” Teagan asked. “I feel like I’ve barely done anything.”

“You’ve done plenty,” Britt assured her. “Besides. I think you’ve got a dinner to plan from the looks of things.”

Teagan blushed and went back to the potting station. “He’s a man. He’ll eat anything.”

Brittany hummed again in that same tone as before and Teagan went back to her task.

After washing her hands thoroughly and scrubbing the dirt from under her nails, she stopped by the office to say goodbye to Britt.

“Don’t forget your plant,” Brittany nodded towards the light green sansevieria in a white ceramic pot by the office door.

“Good God, that thing’s huge,” Teagan’s mouth fell open while she took it in. “You really shouldn’t have bothered, Britt. Sell that to some bougie singleton and make bank.”

Britt rolled her eyes. “I couldn’t bear to see it go somewhere I couldn’t visit.”

Teagan hoisted the pot into her arms and lingered by the door. “Say…”

“Hmm?”

“Did you have Brad change the bulbs back here?” She couldn’t tell a difference, but that didn’t mean anything.

Brittany giggled, her tongue between her teeth as she shook her head no. “Nah. Nothing burnt out back here, It was a terrible excuse.”

“Excuse for what?”

“For pulling him back here and kissing his brains out on my desk,” Brittany replied.

Teagan’s mouth fell open. “You? And my brother? Are you-”

“Dating? I suppose that’s what the kids are calling it these days.”

“But you only just met him today!”

“I’veseenhim before,” Brittany argued. “Just haven’t spoken with him until today. Turns out, I like the cut of his jib.”

“What were you doing feeling up his jib during work hours?” Teagan teased.

Brittany rolled her eyes. “Haven’t donethatyet.”

“Well, feel free to never let me know when that happens. As much as I love you, he’s my brother. I’d like to believe he doesn’t have a… ajib.”

“Noted,” Britt said, grinning a little while Teagan readjusted the pot on her hip. “On the contrary, do feel free to detail all of Jaxon’s cuts and jibs and…” She trailed off, both of them laughing before she continued, “... whatever.”

“That’s not going to happen,” Teagan reminded her. “It’s all an illusion.” She winked and Brittany tutted.

“Didn’t look like an illusion. Looked like you two were enjoying yourselves.”

“No law against that, is there?”

“Definitely not. Now get out of here and go have fun tonight. Get that other one out of your mind. He’s nothing.”

Teagan sighed and waved goodbye, but thought better of it due to the large pot in her arms. Instead, she called out her farewell over her shoulder while she made her way out to her car.

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