The Marvelous Elijah's Return novel Chapter 43

More desirable than a million dollars 

The office was filled with silence once again for a few moments until Mason suddenly laughed loudly, startling Dean and making him jump in surprise. “Bryan is a very attractive man, isn’t he,” Mason remarked with a chuckle as he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. “Of course he would have an interest in a lady! He’s always flirting when we are out, drinking.” “Yeah…?” Dean responded quietly before he continued, “So… Who do you think he’s serious about right now?” An intense expression covered Mason’s face as he stared directly at Dean without looking away, furrowing his brows as he asked, “You have a daughter, right?Melina… Haha, is this about her?” 

“Uh… I wish! But, no.” Dean answered quickly with a chuckle, shaking his head in denial. 

A curious glint entered Mason’s eyes as he inquired, and then he relaxed in his seat, mumbling, “Bryan is like a loose cannon. The guy is a player… He doesn’t acknowledge a woman openly because he is constantly looking around for a new one, and he is quite popular among the women…” 

Those words caught Dean off guard, and he snapped his head towards Mason abruptly with wide eyes, and then his expression softened as he mumbled, “I see,” 

“Well, you didn’t hear those words from me though… and if they get out, you will regret it, Dean… So watch your mouth.” Mason narrowed his eyes and raised his brows threateningly. After a few moments of hesitation, Dean simply stood up, straightening his jacket, as he said, “I understand, Mason. Thank you for telling me.” 

“But why are you asking me about him specifically?” Mason questioned suspiciously, raising an eyebrow. Smirking slightly, Dean looked directly at Mason as he replied, “Curiosity, of course. Now, I gotta get going. Have a nice day.” 

As he was leaving, Mason chuckled and shook his head with amusement before replying,” You’re a strange man, Dean.” 

The car was quiet as Elijah drove Peach and him away from the motel at seven, his thoughts were still a mess. 

After everything that happened between them today, he knew they both needed fresh air to get over the emotional roller coaster that had just passed their way. Now that everything had settled down a bit, the fact that she said that she liked Elijah a lot kept replaying in Peach’s head, and she rested her head against the glass, blowing out her cheeks. “Where to?” Elijah asked, glancing at her for the briefest of seconds before looking back at the road. 

Shutting her eyes, Peach sighed out her frustration and whispered without thinking, “Gosh, I could use a drink.” 

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Elijah chuckled, glancing over at her briefly again, and mumbled, “That is understandable.” Not expecting him to hear her, Peach looked up when she realized what she said and cleared her throat awkwardly as her face went red immediately. When Elijah noticed her embarrassment, however, his face lit up with a grin, and he teased,” Are you sure I should be feeding you alcohol? Do you even have an alcohol tolerance?” Cheeks still slightly burning, Peach shot him a death glare but couldn’t help the small smile on her face. 

Then she poked up her lips, raised a brow, and lied, “I can handle my alcohol like a champ.” 

A laugh escaped Elijah’s mouth, his head shaking in amusement, and Peach watched his lips curve upwards, his eyes crinkling and his nose scrunching ever so slightly. 

The sight of him in such a mood made something flutter inside of her heart, and the feeling only intensified when he spoke, “Yeah, no shit..? I don’t want your mom getting mad at me for making you drink.” 

“Hey!” Peach playfully hit him on the arm, scowling, “I’m not a kid! Besides, this isn’t my first time drinking…”