Chapter 13
I kissed Gabriel Whitlock.
No, he kissed me.
And as good as that kiss was, kissing him was not good for me at all because even more than twenty-four hours later, the kiss was still all I was thinking about though I was at my desk on my first day at my new job.
I needed to focus. So, I tried all day. And all day, I failed.
All I could think of was him, Kissing him. More than kissing hi
“Girl, there’s literally drool on your mouth. James commented as we walked out of the elevator together, and my cheeks. flushed.
“My husband… did a number on me.” I bit my lower lip. Every time I replayed Gabriel’s words to me, I was inevitably lost in thoughts of what he had promised me.
I would f*ck you)
there’s no tomorrow.
James was the first friend I met at work. He was the head of product design at Wales and even though our jobs were nowhere. interrelated, our desks were adjacent. He was tall and dark with buzz cut looking intimidating, but he talked to me himself when I first entered and hadn’t stopped since.
He hot?” James asked in a heavy southern accent, and I laughed.
“Yeah, he’s hot.”
When we got out of the building ready to grab dinneras per the spontaneous plan we had made, he paused, his eyes narrowing. “He loaded too?”
“Huh?” I followed his gaze which had stopped at the car parked outside Wales, the driver standing outside, his eyes fixed at
me.
I muttered under my breath, apologetically looking
only be happy I made it home earlier.” He passed me a
soon-ish. You’ve talked about his cooking all day. I’m tempted to have
hot-and-loaded-sounding-like-a-full-package man to invite me first,” He teased,
waving him bye and
asked you to leave,” I scowled in a whisper once I got to hiin. “I told you I’ll take the train
wherever you want, and get you back home. Not
tell him where I was at the end of
if he asks,” My driver said,
will tell him I was at Wales
doing my job. I was doing an ordinary job. Gabriel never offered me to work with him when I told him I wanted to
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a job myself.
getting into the car and pouting all
by the door, persistently
made a new
about her. She fuelled my
her and her lips
“Oo!”
Gabriel come back yet?” I asked her. I hadn’t seen him all of Sunday, and I fell asleep early that night because of the lack of sleep on Saturday after what happened between us. I hadn’t seen him after
hasn’t, she replied. “Peter called and did
What is
Gabriel sir had to fly out to London urgently
left, or even asked Peter to. I didn’t expect him to let me know everything but I thought we were making some progress, Especially after the kiss… I shook those thoughts out. “Do we know
voice was apologetic. I’m
shrugged, smiling it off but I couldn’t help getting lost in the what-ifs. What if he had been here tonight? Would
Wednesday passed Thursday passed. And
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