The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 87

While the bill was being prepared, Luke gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled back at him and walked away with Eros, who the girls kept gawking at all the time.

“Please, if you need anything else, you can give me a call and I will personally come to deliver whatever you want One of the girls said, but he walked away without another glance at her or the rest of the staff.

Eros got in the car and started the ignition while I decided to first put on the seatbelt so that I would not g thrown around

the car.

I placed the gift–wrapped box on my lap and felt grateful to Luke who had thought of such a nice gesture. Surely, Eros couldn’t care less if the phone was tossed in a rag for me.

I took the seat belt’s end and tried pushing it into the lock, but it seemed stuck. I tried tugging and pulling at it, but it was of

To use.

Eros kept his hands placed on the steering wheel and was looking at the other side, clearly indicating that he wanted nothing to do with me.

Frowning, tried again, but it just won’t budge. I let out an exasperated sigh and muttered. “Can you please help with the

seat belt?”

Eros did not look at me, but his hands reached for the seatbelt and he tugged at it. When he tried locking it, it did not happen either

So he had to bend towards me a little. His hand brushed mine, and I felt a zap of energy course from the tip of my finger to all the nerve endings in my body.

The touch left me wanting more. He was so close to me, so dangerously close. His face was near my chest and his head bent down as he was struggling with the seat belt as well.

And I did not dare move with the way he was acting. I thought my body would not want him after the way he had been indifferent to me since that night. But it seemed like his touch had ignited that spark again.

I began wildly imagining how it would feel to have his lips on my bare skin again. His hair was silky soft and dense and I fought my urge to run a hand through them as I kept my hands firmly glued to the seat and let him work.

“Can you move a little?” He grunted, and I shuffled in my seat but that only pushed my chest on his face.

Eros went still for a moment and so did I. I feared he would yell at me for being purposely naughty, but he only closed his eyes and opened them again, took a deep breath, and resumed working.

an eternity, the lock finally clicked and he pushed himself away from me with the speed of lightning, Was he that annoyed by my touch? Or did he feel

starting to hate my body for reacting to his

of driving like a maniac, drove slow and nice. It was a relief that I didn’t have to worry for my life

silence felt awkward to me. I didn’t know what to talk to him, so I decided to look at

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box, wondering if they had somehow put in two instead of one, but there was just this one large mobile in it. Holding it in front of Eros, I said. “There seems to be a problem.

and kept driving the car. His phone was lying in the small holder and I saw another message pop up in

I hope you will wear white. I’m going to wear white too. It will be

again and let out

listening to me? There is a mistake. They probably made you pay for an expensive one when I picked a cheaper

and he took such a long pause that I

even speak.

the seat belt and turned to look at him “What is wrong?

his arms. The unexpected turn made me fall into

airbags came out, further pushing me onto his chest and I felt sandwiched in between a brick

He muttered and kicked the car’s door out while grabbing me by the arms. Then we both fell on the ground, but as it was a slope, slid down a

fell on him, his

immediately. But he only let me regain my

let me. After getting up, I brushed

ordered without looking at me as he removed his coat and I

shirt fit him perfectly well and I could see his corded muscles

phone and picked it but then I realized I did not have

his number,” I said

just pulled open the hood and began surveying the damage I know. Call from my phone,”

I did not want to but there were literally a dozen or more messages, a long conversation of him with Olivia, because every other second

which one should I wear

open. Along with the message, she

began imagining Olivia lying on his office table and seducing him as Eros roamed his hands over her. It flared