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From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 198

**Chapter 198: Here We Go Again**

“I swear to God, Dean, if you even think about pulling any funny business, I will not hesitate to spray your creepy ass with this pepper spray until you can’t breathe.”

The words burst from my lips, sharper than I intended, fueled by the adrenaline coursing through me. The canister nestled in my bag felt heavier, its cold metal pressing into my palm as I gripped it tightly, my knuckles aching from the tension.

He turned his head sharply toward me, his expression a mix of disbelief and indignation. “Pepper spray?” His laughter was devoid of any real humor, a hollow sound that echoed in the cramped car. “Are you fucking serious right now? You really don’t trust me?”

I shot him a glare that could cut glass, determined not to let him see the fear that threatened to creep into my heart. “Try me, Dean, and you’ll find out exactly how serious I am.”

For a fleeting moment, his jaw hung open in shock, then he snapped it shut with a decisive click. He shook his head slowly, as if trying to comprehend the absurdity of my words. “Unbelievable. I can’t believe we’ve reached this point.”

“Well, you’d better start believing it,” I retorted, my voice sharper than I intended.

The atmosphere in the car felt stifling, too small, too hot. Every breath he took seemed to fill my lungs with a weight that made it hard to breathe. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, the leather creaking under the pressure of his fingers, yet I caught the flicker of something in his eyes—desperation, perhaps, or a hint of vulnerability.

“How the hell did I even become your sworn enemy?” he asked, his voice low but thick with unspoken questions. “Look around you, Sav. I am not the bad guy here.”

A bitter laugh escaped my lips, full of disbelief. “Oh really? My mistake. I must have confused you for someone else.”

His nostrils flared, and for a moment, it seemed like he wanted to unleash a torrent of words, but he held back, biting his tongue. Silence hung heavily between us, the only sound the steady hum of the engine, a reminder of the tension crackling in the air.

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