I Kissed My BestFriend’s Brother. Now What?
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KAIDA’S POV
While Manuel was speaking, I was holding a glass, mixing cocktails for a customer, but I couldn’t stop the trembling of my hands.
My hands gave away the fact that I was scared and I hid it behind the counter, masking my face with a smile. A smile which didn’t reach my eyes.
“My answer remains a no, Manuel.” I replied, this time, my voice clearer and resolute.
I wasn’t letting Manuel shake me to the core and then pass out like he always does, instead, I stood my ground, masking my fears.