Chapter 520

Dorothy felt Everett’s wandering hands growing bolder by the second.

She tried to protest, but in a swift move, Everett shoved her phone into her hands. Great, now her

hands were virtually occupied.

She attempted to push him away with her elbows, but she was wary of hitting his bruise. But where

could she put the phone? She couldn’t just toss it aside!

“Everett! Since when did you become such a sly fox…” she exclaimed.

“Just trying to show you that struggling is pointless,” he replied with a mischievous grin.

“Hmph! Let’s see if you can keep me at bay without the phone!”

With a chuckle, Everett snatched the phone away and skillfully tossed it onto the bed.

Dorothy saw her chance to escape, but in the blink of an eye, Everett had captured her wrists in one

hand and held them aloft.

Now she was utterly at his mercy, even more than before.

“You’re playing dirty!” she accused.

“Then call the cops,” Everett said. He became aroused while enjoying the sight of her flustered state.

Truth be told, the moment she tried to sneak pictures of him, he had been devising all sorts of poses in

his mind.

Feeling his heat close in, Dorothy struggled harder, “You’ve gone too far!”

“Not far enough! We won’t have this freedom once Abigail and Langston arrive.”

With time running out, he was determined to make the most of their solitude.

“Everett, I really can’t handle this…” Dorothy was close to developing a phobia.

Just the thought made her weak at the knees.

“Just once.”

“You’re full of it…”

“I’ll make it quick.”

Dorothy, fuming, tried to stamp on his foot.

The man did this on purpose; as soon as they were alone, his mind would fill with all sorts of naughty

ideas.

“I can’t do this! My back aches!”

“Oh, then let’s try spooning.”

Dorothy was totally shocked.

On the car ride back to the hotel, Karen sat in silence in the back seat. Jeffrey tousled his hair a few

times and was still unable to come up with an icebreaker.

They were almost at the hotel when Karen suddenly spoke, “I need to stop by the grocery store.”

“Sure,” Jeffrey replied instantly, then hit the gas and headed towards the nearest supermarket.

Pulling up at the store entrance, Karen got out, and Jeffrey, following suit, was halted by her frown,

“Stay in the car, don’t follow me!”

Jeffery was frozen. Watching Karen hustle into the grocery store, he scoffed, ran his tongue over his

cheek, and fished out a pack of cigarettes, intending to light it up.

He had the lighter ready when he decided to put the cigarette away. Unsure if Karen liked the smell of

smoke, he opted not to risk it to avoid her ire for stinking up the car.

Karen soon emerged from the store. Her hands were empty, no snacks or water bottle in sight.

“Didn’t find what you were looking for?”

“I got it,” she said, her face flushing as she got into the car, purposefully turning her head away from

him.

Jeffrey thought of teasing her, but the words died on his lips.

Today, he wasn’t going to pick a fight with her.

Back at the hotel, Karen lagged behind, a stark change from her usual brisk pace. Jeffrey’s room came

first, and as he stopped, so did she.

“Something on your mind?” he asked.

“Um…”

Jeffrey turned to face her, “Well, spit it out. Today, I suppose I can deign to be your servant one more

time-”

“Do you want?”

His sentence was cut short by Karen’s interruption.

“What?”

“I mean… do you want?” she repeated.