3/3 The Billionaire's Sudden Bride Chapter 21 : When I Was in College , You Were Just a Little Girl Summer's Pov I didn't say that ? My free felt like it was on fire He leaned back , clearly enjoying i stirred my tea with probably more force than necessar refusing meet his amused gasa . 16. Bark in haciming quita x " I'm simply seeking clarity on Miss Taylor pinion His voice care a warmth I wasn't used to hearing Homesty is a virtue , after carrier The familiar buzz of campus life wrapped around us like a warm blaket students hurried portable . I couldn't help stealing glances at Brandon between bites of my tands He carried himant with that natural elegance that probably came from a lifeta et private schools and privilege . I bet the last time he ate anything this cheap was … well , was he ever a formal student ? The image of a teenage Brandon in this same restaurant almost made me laugh . Though Ammwing him , he probably had his men private chef even hack then " What ? " His dark eyes caught mine , making my pulse skip . Great , he caught me staring- " Nothing ! " I said quickly too quickly . My cheeks felt warm as I scrambled for an n explanation . " It's just … I mean , this isn't The kind of place someone like you usually … I trailed off , not sure how to finish that thought without sounding ridiculous . Sompune like you - why did phrase it like that ? As if Brandon Stark needs reminding that he's different from normal people . The corner of his mouth lifted in that dangerous half - smile . " Someone like Heat crept up my neck . " You know what I mean . Wall Street titans don't usually grab cheese steaks at student hangosts . " " And yet . " his voice carried just a hint of amusement , " here I am . " I glanced at my watch , anxiety suddenly spiking as I imagined the upcoming rush of students . The last thing Brandon Starit needs to be surrounded by starstruck college kids with smartphones . His presence already drew enough attention - Id noticed at least three girls at nearby tables sneaking photos . " It's getting late - the students will be out of class soon ! We should probably … God , I cound like I'm trying to get rid of him . Am I trying to get rid of him ? The familiar chime of a phone cut through my rambling . Saved by the bell - Miterally , Brandon pulled out his phone with that effortless grace that seemed to accompany his every movement . " Sir . " James's efficient voice carried dearly across the table , " Miss Taylor has been prepared . " you headed after this , Miss Taylor ? " " We're at Columbia , " Brandon's response was brief , his eyes finding mine . " Where are " Home , " I fiddled with my napkin , avoiding his intense gaze . " You don't need to trouble yourself , Mr. Stark . James can just deliver it later . " " That won't be necessary . " The finality in his tone brooked no argument . When he stood to pay , I scrambled to my feet . " Mr. Stark , I agreed to treat you ! supposed to be my thank you Those dark eyes studied me with an intensity at made i I know it's not a fancy restaurant , but this meal was my skin prickle . " Letting a lady pay ? That's not how I do things . 1/3 Chapter 21 : When I Was in College , You Were Just a Little Girl " But- " My protest died as he furved past me with that predatory grade , heading for the counter with the kind of confidenc probably got him everything he wanted in life . He does this every time , I thought , watching him handle the payment with efficient authority . Somehow manage to get his way without making it feel like a power play .. The setting sum painted golden streaks across the campus grounds as we stepped outside . Brandon paused , his dark eyes taking in the familiar architecture . " Would you like to walk for a bit ? I wonder how the campus looks like none" I hesitated , surprised by the suggestion . But something in his expresion a rare softness that seemed at odds with his usual intensity - made me nod . " Sure . " My heels clicked against the familiar pathways as we walked , each step bringing back memories of rushed morning classes and late night study sessions . The evening air carried the scent of autumn , crisp and full of possibility . " Mr. Stark , " I ventured , curiosity finally overcoming caution , you don't seem that much older than me , but I know pretty much all of Grandpa's students . How come I've never seen you before ? Which yer were you ? " He paused for a moment , something unreadable flickering across his face . " When I was in college , you were probably still a littl girl . " That's impossible ! " I couldn't help laughing . " I'm 25 , and you can't be that much older than me ! The way he looked at me then - like he was enjoying some private joke - made my pulse skip . " You can ask Professor Thompson you don't believe me . I only spent two years here . Entered at 15 , which would have made you … what , seven or eight ? " The words hit me like a physical shock . " How is that possible ? You must have been some kind of genius ! " Something shifted in his expression at the word ' genius - a darkness passing behind those eyes like a storm cloud across the sun . " Conius ? " The weight he gave that single word made me pause . There's a story there , I realized . Something about that word means more to him than he s letting on . A memory suddenly surfaced - fragments of conversations I'd overheard as a child , trailing after Grandpa through the halls of Columbia . His colleagues talking about some prodigy , lamenting how he could have been the university's brightest star if he hadn't left for London , I remembered how Grandpa's expression would turn wistful whenever the subject came up, how he'd spoken of lost potential and missed opportunities . Was that … Brandon ? All this time those stories were about him ? His phone buzzed again , breaking the moment . " James is waiting in the parking lot . " We made our way toward the parking lot , our footsteps falling into an easy rhythm . The campus had grown quieter now , most students already headed home or to the library . I snuck a glance at Brandon's profile , noting how different he looked here- tess like the intimidating CEO of Stark Group and more like someone who might have once walked these same paths as a student , albeit an extraordinarily young one . James stood by a sleek black car , his professional mask firmly in place . " Miss Taylor , your gift . " " Thank you ? " 1 accepted the elegantly wrapped package , then remembered the whole point of this excursion . " How much do I owe you ? " The moment I saw the number on the bill James handed me , my head nearly stopped . This can't be right . How is it from Christie's should cost way more than this . Even with my limited knowledge of luxury goods , I knew something was off . 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