Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 45

It was not exactly smart to tick Frank off before the new investment dough landed.

I chirped up. “Too late for this, can we talk tomorrow morning?”

Hogan snorted coldly, already halfway through the door.

I blocked the entrance, not letting him in.

Just then, Wallis‘ voice hit my ears outta nowhere, “Which room’s Xaviera’s?”

Panic hit me like a truck, my hand strength went MIA, giving Hogan the perfect opening.

He managed to worm his way in anyways.

Feeling kinda deflated, I looked up at the guy in front of me and asked, “Mr. Zade, you think this is cool?”

Hogan didn’t utter a word, just furrowed his brow and yanked at his tie in irritation.

That was rare.

Outside, Wallis‘ voice was closing in, “Xaviera, you hit the sack yet?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose, forced some pep into my step, and threw Hogan a look to hide behind the door.

Just as my fingers touched the doorknob, his hand swooped in, right on top of mine.

His sleeves rolled up, revealing some solid forearms, his palm burning up like nobody’s

business.

“Xaviera,” his deep voice pressed against my ear, “aren’t we close?”

Bonkers.

Hogan was really not scared of stirring the pot, huh?

his gaze, ticked off, but

tight squeeze around my

a thin layer of fabric, I could feel his solid arms across my waist.

but my feet were like jelly, couldn’t

grilled me like he was possessed, “Aren’t

the scent of booze, washed over

my face flare

“Answer me.”

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through gritted

cutting off my next line.

to stop him, but he pinned my

his face an imposing blur, impossible to fend off.

out ‘Xaviera‘ over and over,

no good,

phone yanked me out of the dream.

unfamiliar surroundings and snapped

I plunged into

marks were pretty

end of the line, Wallis excitedly blurted, “Xaviera, great

hundred

was

about the steamy scenes from my

weary legs to the bathroom, through the steamy mist, I clearly saw

faded words barely revealed an English

*iillayloveyou, Hogan.”

all but obliterated, like a sudden slash of

your way of making amends?

I both were late.

Frank wasn’t too keen, at least there was fresh cash in the

issue that Wallis had

event,