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.

interested in a guy soon- to-be twenty-three. Which sucks since I’m beginning to love that

thinks I’m a kid compared to her since I lack her life experience. I mean… she was married before, so yeah. We come

to just give

rise from the couch and head for the bathroom, but I hear Linda shriek before I even make it there. Adrenaline

happened?!” I

can’t just come into the bathroom when a woman is bathing! Leave!”

shrieked, and it sounded like you might need

I have no clue why you shrieked.

Linda admits. She is surrounded by bubbles, and I find myself wishing they weren’t hiding her breast, which surely are

my help coming out then? We wouldn’t want

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

Good.

I finally infiltrating her heart?

just got into the tub, and the water is just perfect,” she relaxes her back and closes her eyes with a half- drunk smile on her lips.

to rub your back then?”

me. I can’t read her expression. Is she happy about

you know that I’ve been praised for

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

you stop that?!” She

dislikes my flirting?

make

using that deep and sexy voice again,” she whines and sighs heavily in her seat. “It’s making me

if that’s

at me and blushes. ” I’m already sitting in the bathtub but

and laugh. I did not see that response coming. Shit. Did she really say what I think she did? I keep laughing but rein in my chuckles when I notice

couldn’t we possibly be together?”

I ask.

part and everything, but-” she sinks her teeth into her lower lip, seeming to hold back

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

relationship- material kind of guy?” I prod the issue,

that,” she hesitates. “Can I tell you something without

“Of course.’

that. I’ve been married, and now, after some inner healing, I’m ready to

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

laughs at me.

Mark, you’re twenty-two, and I’m not saying this to be mean, but… are you