"Did Brian tell you?" Brighton questioned as he lifted his head to peek at Henderson.

"No, " Henderson shook his head.

"That is not the answer to my question, is Lena the lady?"

Brighton turned to the side and cussed himself, what was he thinking when he told Lena? That was so foolish of him, but when he thought about it thoroughly he concluded that it was not Lena's fault, his reaction gave him out. There was no need to walk out of the living room the way he did, he acted like a jealous puppy.

"Brighton, I need an answer," Henderson stated, this time in a higher tone.

Brighton...