Re: Brianna, Brian, Open
Brian shook his head to clear the muck out of it and let go of her hands. He pointed at her in jest. "Want to know what I think...? I think if it was really nothing, you'd say that, but you didn't, which means you're leaving the door open for something, even if that something is you like the guy's biceps." His eyes cut to the side. "Either that or you don't trust me with the info, but that can't be it..." Brian picked up his mug of beer. "I choose to believe you're maintaining two people's privacy. Classy. That's what I like about you."