The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 117

“Senately, how did you get here so fast? There’s no way you could have caught the earliest flight,” Jocelyn mused with a blend of

bally and disbelief.

Sitting beside her, Harrison took her hand gently in his own, examining it with care. “I drove here,” he stated simply.

‘Drove?” Jocelyn’s voice pitched with shock. That didn’t make sense either. They were over a thousand miles away. Even if he had left the moment they hung up last night, that would barely be thirteen hours

Yep. A buddy of mine had some business out this way, so we hit the road together.” Harrison’s tone was casual, but his concern was palpable as he unwrapped the bandage from her hand. “What matters is that I’m here now with you.”

As she met his worried gaze, a wave of guilt washed over Jocelyn. “I’m really okay,” she insisted.

“No matter how okay you say you are, I’m not,” Harrison said softly, his fingers lightly pressing hers. “If we were together, I’d make damn. sure you never got hurt.”

Jocelyn’s lips pursed, and she looked down, unsure of what to say.

“What do you feel like eating?” Harrison changed the subject. “You can’t cook with that hand.”

“Surprise me.”

He rose to his feet. “Let’s see what we’ve got in the fridge.”

“You can cook?”

“The basics at least Harrison strode into the kitchen and opened the fridge. “Looks like we’ve got options. Give me a sec, I’ll make something simple.

“Okay”

Jocelyn watched him roll up his sleeves and move around the kitchen with surprising ease. He seemed so cultured and refined, yet here he was, cooking. He was quite the catch.

Her thoughts drifted to Melvin.

In over three years together, Melvin had never cooked a meal for her.

What was she holding onto?

Harrison put together a simple yet comforting meal: baked chicken, sautéed green beans, a crisp Caesar salad, and even managed to toast up some garlic bread. It wasn’t elaborate, but it was made with care.

Food ready, he set the table, and Jocelyn got up to help.

“Don’t you move a muscle, Harrison said with a smile, and once again scooped her up, placing her gently on the dining chair.

back and forth, still

chicken noodle soup into a bowl. “Wish I had time to make something fancier, but we can save that

the inside out “You really are something else.”

it takes to impress you? A smile finally graced Harrison’s lips. “Wait till you get to know me better. You’ll

she offered genuine praise,

meal, Harrison’s phone rang. He took the call right there, without stepping

Yeah, the fine is mine to pay. Alright, catch you later.

up, Jocelyn’s curiosity couldn’t

“It’s nothing.”

only way he could have made it in time, she figured. And he hadn’t stopped to rest, either. Busted, Harrison nodded in admission.

brow furrowed with

thed to deflect, ‘Eat up. You can scold

cooked for her, and it had already happened. She didn’t want to spoil the

mood

have more work

uhad

good meal first,” he

tonight I wanted to make sure

get in the way of your

not in the way. You

raced, Jocelyn avoided his

were tender and loving, then Harrison’s

such an eamest look, Jocelyn felt unworthy.

such tenderness. Watching Harrison bustling about, a guilty warmth spread through

and buy some groceries, Harrison said as he placed a glass of water on the coffee table for her. “Stay put and wait for

“Okay.”

seemed hesitant to leave her alone. He sat back down and scrolled through a grocery app, selecting items

him bathed in the gentle sunlight filtering into

huh? Harrison caught her staring after he finished his order, teasing

you book your return

get to it

are

gaze was intense

swallowed nervously, fidgeting with

still have things

wait. But you

thumped uncontrollably. Was he

like poetry from him-elegant

to the girlfriend title? Or is