The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 17

Evelyn stared at Derek, her heart pounding in her chest. Recovering quickly from the initial shock, her hands moved involuntarily to the front of her bathrobe and she held it tightly together. "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

Derek's grin widened. "May I come in?"

"Certainly not," she snapped.

His eyes glinted mischievously. "You can either let me in, or we can stand here with you dressed in your bathrobe for everyone to see and speculate about our relationship."

Her eyes darted to the corridor. The last thing she needed was gossip. Reluctantly, she stepped aside.

"Fine, come in."

Derek stepped into the room, his presence filling the space. Evelyn closed the door behind him, her mind racing. Derek couldn't be here. What if Samantha returned now? She needed to think fast. "Excuse me for a moment," she said, walking into the bedroom. She quickly grabbed her phone and sent a text to Maya, asking her to keep Samantha out for a while longer.

Hearing movement behind her, she turned to see Derek approaching and she stiffened. "What are you doing?"

"By here you mean, here in your room, here in your suite, or here in this Hotel?" He asked with an innocent smile, his gaze sweeping over her.

She clenched her jaw, "I didn't invite you into my room. It is rude to barge into my room..." she trailed off when he chuckled.

"What's funny?" She asked, glaring at him.

"You. And the fact that you think I'm being rude when you did the very same thing six years ago. You even did worse. At least I'm not stripping like you did," he said, and her cheeks flamed. "Seeing you in a hotel room, dressed in a bathrobe, brings back memories," he drawled.

"I apologize for what happened then. I wasn't in my right senses," she said without meeting his gaze.

"Like I'm not in mine right now," he said, taking a step forward and she instinctively took a step back.

"Things are different. It's not the same," she said, trying to reason with him.

away with

pain and foolishness and I swear to God, I regret it," she

it? Does that mean you didn't

he

answer. "I suggest we

softly. "But I'm here to talk about

past, she met his gaze, her resolve hardening. "What do you want, Mr Stone? Are you here to play around or discuss business? If you plan on

hands in mock surrender.

to get all nasty. I came to discuss

she said, leading him back to the living

it? Didn't we conclude on it earlier at your office?" She asked with a

resuming and your working hours,"

working hours, it shouldn't exceed your usual office hours, should

with you. I can see you're mistaken," he

"What do you mean?"

month closely by my side. It

I'm going on any trips, you're

be possible," she cut in before he could

kids, and your boss has assured me that in the next month, you're mine.

you on weekends. And I can't travel with you either.

out of our agreement?" He

really doing this? What's the big deal about an interview with you that you have to bring up all of these ridiculous rules?" She asked,

out?" He said

"My weekends

four weekends. I'm not asking for all the weekends of your life. It's up to you to decide whether you will do it or not. How can

spend the weekend with me getting to know other parts of my life. My

a relationship. I don't need to know everything about you," she said

me to decide not you. It's