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.

felt a twinge of embarrassment being carried back and forth, still adjusting to his presence

homemade chicken noodle soup into a bowl. “Wish I had time

food warmed Jocelyn from the inside out “You really are something

you? A smile finally graced Harrison’s lips. “Wait till you get to know me better. You’ll see I’m full of surprises.

she offered genuine

Harrison’s phone rang. He took

to pay. Alright, catch you later. Dinner’s on

curiosity couldn’t be contained. “What fine?”

“It’s nothing.”

he could have made it in

brow furrowed with concern

he thed to deflect, ‘Eat up. You can scold or lecture me all you want after

argue. He’d come all this way to see her, cooked for her, and it had already

mood

you have more work this aftemoon?”

uhad

first,” he

I wanted to make sure you

let me get in the way of your work.”

not in the way. You are the work.”

heartbeat raced, Jocelyn

Melvin’s eyes were tender and loving, then Harrison’s were clear and

with such an eamest

been cared for with such tenderness. Watching Harrison bustling about, a guilty warmth spread through her.

glass of water on the coffee table for her. “Stay put

“Okay.”

her alone. He sat back down and scrolled through a grocery app, selecting

bathed in the gentle sunlight filtering into the room, looking both warm and wonderful.

that good-looking, huh? Harrison caught her staring after he finished his

you book your return

get to

there are

His gaze was intense “If not, I’ll just

swallowed nervously, fidgeting with her hands.

have things to do.”

can wait. But

thumped uncontrollably. Was he flirting with her?

like poetry from him-elegant and

grew. “Not used to the girlfriend title? Or