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“You were scared, weren't you?” Alan asked, trying to read his face.
Jesse didn’t look up. “Were you scared when you were a kid?”
“Me? Never,” Alan said proudly. “Forget roller coasters—I've bungee jumped.”
Jesse went quiet. He definitely wouldn't dare try that.
Alan leaned in. “Con. Be honest. Were you scared of the rides?”
“No.”
“Really not?”
“No.”
Alan raised a brow. “You know liars don’t grow tall, right?”
That did it. Jesse’s brows pulled together, and his normally sweet face shifted. The air cooled a few degrees. His
eyes met Alan’s head-on—calm, sharp, ice-cold. He spoke slowly, each word aimed with precision.
“I think | finally get why you've been single for years. No one wants you.”
Alan blinked. “Who told you no one wants me?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Statistically speaking,” Jesse continued, “no woman's signing up for a guy who constantly jabs at people's
insecurities.”
The hit landed—clean and effortless. Especially since Jesse's height was one of the few things he was sensitive
about.
“You being single,” Jesse added coolly, “makes perfect sense.”
Alan froze. The comeback was right there—on the tip of his tongue—but it never cout. He wasn't single
because no one wanted him. He was single because he chose to be!
“Believe it or not,” Alan huffed, trying to reclaim spride, “if I said | wanted to get married tomorrow, there'd
be a line of women wrapping around the block.” And honestly? That wasn’t even a stretch.
Even in his thirties, Alan still had it—good looks, sharp suits, and the title of president of the Briggs Group to top
it off. He wasn't exactly hurting for attention.
But Jesse? Jesse cut right through it like a hot knife through ego. “Even if they lined up, they wouldn't marry you
for love. They'd do it for your face. Or your status.”
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Alan narrowed his eyes. “Why does a kid your age know so much?” He was increasingly convinced Jesse wasn't
normal. “You're only four.” Jesse just looked at him, totally unbothered.
Alan finally gave in. He should let it go. No point in arguing with a child.
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found himself weirdly invested.
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