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

a tight squeeze around my waist, and Hogan pulled me into his arms.

could feel

feet were like jelly,

with mine, and grilled me like he was possessed,

warm breath, heavy with the scent of booze, washed over

my face flare up, as Hogan cupped my cheeks.

“Answer me.”

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through gritted teeth,

crashed onto mine, cutting off

him, but he pinned my hands above my head.

fierce, his face an imposing

calling out ‘Xaviera‘ over and over, just like the old times.

was no good, really.

my phone yanked me out

opened my eyes to unfamiliar surroundings and snapped

once I did, I plunged into a whirlpool of cluelessness.

bite marks were pretty obvious.

line, Wallis excitedly blurted, “Xaviera, great news, Hogan’s decided to throw in

hundred thousand?

mind was boggled.

steamy scenes from my dream, I couldn’t crack

clearly saw the

words barely revealed an English

*iillayloveyou, Hogan.”

obliterated, like a sudden slash of time’s claws, mocking my foolishness.

this your way of

I both were

though Frank wasn’t too keen, at least there was fresh

the marketing budget issue that Wallis had

was buzzing with plans for a team–building event, ready to share