A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 60

Winnie

I experience nightmare after nightmare of Dana telling me that I’m not good enough for Jake. I shake and kick in my sleep. My heart is on fire, and muffled words leave my lips until a strong hand jostles me awake, and I blink back to reality.

“Winnie?” It’s Jake, and he is squatting beside me. “Wake up. Breakfast is ready for you.”

“B-breakfast?” My mouth feels dry, and my throat is sore. I think I’ve been talking in my sleep.

“Uh-huh, I made pancakes,” a grin spreads over Jake’s face. “I feel like a total wildling now. Can you believe it?

Pancakes made over an open fire in an old, dusty frying pan.”

“You’re adorable,” I sit up, unable to prevent my lips from curling into a smile. I know Jake loves cooking and baking, but the pride in his eyes for making pancakes outside a kitchen? He is so sweet.

“I would prefer to be called sexy.”

“You’re sexy, too,” I tell him. “And if those pancakes are as good as they smell,

I will go down on my knees and suck you. You don’t know how much I love your breakfast pancakes.”

He snorts and shakes his head with an indulgent smile. I love when he gives me that kind of sweet expression. He is undoubtfully proud to provide for me and hurries to fetch me a paper plate.

I only make it out of the tent to sit down on a blanket area that Jake has prepared for us before he returns with my food. ” Here you go. Pancakes with maple syrup and blueberries. Your favorite.”

The stupid, toothy grin that settles over my lips makes Jake snort a laugh. I don’t have to say anything for him to know how much these simple displays of affection mean to me. Still, when he sits beside me, I smile up at him, a little teary-eyed.

way you treat me. I guess it’s because you

piece into his mouth with a one-time-use fork made of renewable material. “I’ve liked you for a long time,” his smile is infectious. ” That’s why I’ve always gone the

teammates know that you’re secretly the

the reddish hue on his skin and downright outraged expression

toward everyone!” Jake retorts, saying the words as if I’ve offended him. “You’re the only one I treat differently, and on the ice, everyone knows that

tease in a sing-song voice and cut into my pancake, glancing

Instead of killing each other, we get to fight other states on

like the idea of other

a right-wing, my opponents should all fear me. I’m on the offense, and I look for

is part of the job. That second of hesitation

him with my shoulder and smile wider. “But underneath your intimidating appearance,

softie!” Jake growls, glaring at

you are. But I love that about you. You take care of me, make me feel special and

silence falls after I’ve spoken, and I inwardly

L-word twice today, and Jake’s mouth opens and closes a few times before he openly stares at me. I stare right back at him, feeling vulnerable because it just slipped. The worst part? It felt natural to say

Despite his fearsome appearance, muscles for days, and fame, my man often becomes shy when complimented or called sweet. I can’t tell if he is shy right now or doesn’t feel the same way as I do,

is making me nervous, so I change the subject. “So, kayaking… when was the last time you did that?” My heart is racing, but it helps to force another topic.

and had the fastest time out of everyone who went down the

smile at him. “You remember the prize as

those were the times. We gloated over it too, kept saying how juicy the stakes were, and Mark was grumpy because

Jake does the same. The tension is gone, thank god. We are back to joking around, and we eat our breakfast while Jake tells me how rare it is to make friends with teammates. He calls himself lucky to be playing among old friends, and I smile and

like hearing Jake talk. He never did it very often in the past, always letting me or Mark talk over him. It made it hard for me to judge what type of character he

called him that often. His ego can’t handle such compliments, and more than often, he blushes when I point out how soft