A CEO's Revenge Marriage Accidentally in Love

Chapter 66

Mark

The world is a strange place.

I’m staying with my therapist, Linda, in a hotel room. It’s the weirdest turn of events ever. Yet it feels so right. Our date night was amazing. I had fun and didn’t want to go home by the end.

I think Linda felt the same way if I’m to judge by her suddenly saying she lives far away. I took it as a hint of her wanting to spend more time with me since we both know I could easily have ordered a cab for her.

But that didn’t happen.

Instead, we are getting ready for bed in a shared couple’s room. I’m sitting on the small couch inside, grinning at Linda, who picks up a clean, folded towel from the edge of the bed.

“Do I get to join you in the bathtub?” I tease, knowing she is tipsy and might say yes if I try hard enough.

I put on the charm and flutter my eyelashes at her. Linda rolls her eyes, and I have to fight a smile. I’ve always been flirtatious by nature. In my youth, I’ve said things to girls I don’t really mean. But Linda can see straight through me. She knows I’m a guy who jokes around, but I fear I might not be joking.

I’m fully serious and one hundred percent attracted to Linda.

“Harr-harr, very funny,” Linda says and opens the bathroom before taking one last glance at me. “I appreciate the fact that you’re taking the couch. You’re a true gentleman.”

My lips twitch. I hadn’t planned on taking

the couch, and it won’t be fun sleeping on

it either. Since I only wear my boxer briefs and t-shirt, I understand why she thinks I’m taking the couch.

I don’t want it, though. I want us to share a bed together, but I will just play along for now. “Yeah, sure.”

She smiles. “Thanks.”

Linda enters the bathroom, and I stare at the wall until I hear the water come on. There is a bathtub, and I know she will be bubbling. But… she didn’t lock the door… is that an invitation?

Or am I reading too much into it?

Probably the last.

Though, can anyone blame me?

After an excellent dinner and a few more hours talking into the early morning, I’m crushing hard on this woman. Linda is out of my league, though, and I doubt she is interested in me.

looking for an older man. At thirty, she isn’t interested in a guy soon-

compared to her since I lack her life experience. I mean… she was married

to just

even make it there. Adrenaline pumps into my veins, and I pull up the door, ready to help

I exclaim.

out!” Linda hisses at me. “You can’t just come into the bathroom when a woman is bathing! Leave!”

not?” I ask. “You shrieked, and it sounded like you might need my assistance,” I look

why you shrieked.

and I find myself wishing they weren’t hiding her breast,

my help coming

approach the toilet and lower the lid to sit on it. She looks

Good.

I finally infiltrating her heart?

just got into the tub, and the water is just

to rub your back

her eyes to stare at me. I can’t read her expression. Is she happy about my offer or weirded out? Doesn’t matter. I have to win her over,

would be very gentle,” I say in a slightly deeper voice. “And I will let you know that I’ve been praised for being a good masseur. I would spoil your back and get in there

if that is a good thing, but then she glares at me, and I decide it must be

stop that?!”

dislikes my

to make sure. “Stop what?”

and sighs

have no idea if that’s a good thing. “Confused

already sitting in the

what I think she did? I keep laughing but rein in my chuckles when

couldn’t we possibly be together?”

I ask.

redder. “Sorry, that came out wrong… I skipped the dating part and everything, but-” she sinks her teeth into her lower lip, seeming to hold back a

my chest. Is she laughing because I don’t find us being together impossible? Dating, of course, comes before that,

think I’m a relationship- material kind of guy?” I prod the issue, needing her to

not that,” she hesitates. “Can I tell you something without you getting mad

“Of course.’

don’t seem like a person who is looking for something serious right now, and I’m looking for just that. I’ve been married, and now, after some inner healing, I’m ready to date again. But I want to be

I can be serious?” My words come out like a challenge, and

laughs at me.

not saying this to be