Chapter 129

Leslie was always the type to act the moment she had a thought. Her fingers were gorgeous-long, delicate, like they belonged on the cover of a jewelry ad. When she cupped Broderick's face, her whole vibe was soft and affectionate. Caroline sat nearby, hands clenched in her lap. Nails digging into her palms hard enough to hurt. She couldn't help but think, with no small amount of spite, "Maybe he'll knock her hand away in the next second." But nope. That didn't happen. Leslie just looked at Broderick closely, smiled, and leaned in close-so close her lips were nearly brushing his ear. Her tone was sweet but tinged with something darker, both possessive and a little unhinged. "Ricky, you're way too good-looking. So listen-keep your smile to yourself tonight, don't go charming anyone. Honestly, your face is so dangerously perfect, sometimes I wanna ruin it just so no one else can see it. But... I can't bring myself to do it." As she spoke, her fingers grazed gently down his cheek. Broderic