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?

gaze, ticked off, but silent.

quiet, I felt a tight squeeze around my waist,

of fabric, I could feel his

like

locked with mine, and grilled

warm breath, heavy with the scent of booze, washed

turned away, feeling my face flare up, as Hogan

“Answer me.”

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close,” I said through gritted teeth, anger rising. “Hogan, we-

onto mine, cutting off

reached out to stop him, but he pinned my hands above

face an imposing blur,

Hogan nibbled on my tattoo, calling out ‘Xaviera‘ over and over, just like

was no

my phone yanked me

eyes to unfamiliar

plunged into a whirlpool of

were pretty

excitedly blurted, “Xaviera, great news, Hogan’s decided

five hundred

was

steamy scenes from my dream, I

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

words barely revealed an English

*iillayloveyou, Hogan.”

like a sudden slash of time’s claws,

way

I both were

at least there was fresh cash

sorted out the marketing budget issue that Wallis

buzzing with plans for a team–building event, ready to share the good news