"There won't be a woman more beautiful than you." Brandon Heath combed her hair and, with the warmth of his palm, gently covered her smooth forehead. "In my heart, you're the most beautiful."
Aria Rowlett was taken aback, her heart pounding wildly again.
She felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
How could Brandon Heath say such sweet words with a straight face?
This kind of unwittingly flirtatious man, she was really having a hard time dealing with.
"What's wrong?" Brandon Heath saw her staring blankly at him, gave a soft laugh, and asked softly, "Why are you looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong? In my heart, you're the most beautiful."
"So you don't have to worry about whether I'll change my heart. One you already makes me a little overwhelmed. I don't have the time or energy to deal with anyone else."
