Chapter 161

Chapter161, His clear gaze deepened. He remembered the kiss from earlier that morning, the overwhelming desire, the soft, yielding touch of her lips, sweeter than strawberry cake, a taste he couldn’t forget. He leaned closer, his lips inches from hers, then stopped...

Reason and desire warred within him, pulling him back, yet urging him forward...

Time and air seemed to freeze, a back–and–forth tug–of–war. After a long moment, he sighed softly, finally pulling back, returning to his seat, loosening his tie, and downing a large glass of ice water.

I slept like a log, my head tilted at an unnatural angle, as if someone had deliberately positioned it. A minute later, I subtly wiggled a finger; ten minutes later, I swiftly pulled the blanket over my head, transforming myself into a mummy. My heart pounded for fifteen minutes, the lingering thrill echoing in my chest. Except for my breathing, I felt light as a feather, only my heart still racing.

I was both sleepy and wide awake. Tears welled up in my eyes... He’d taken his time agonizing over it. Did he even consider that he was dealing with a living person?! Did he ever think I might wake up?! I’m not Sleeping Beauty! I don’t need a kiss to wake up! I wanted to open my eyes, let him kiss me already! Don’t torture me like this!

Calming down, I started worrying again. Could someone tell me how long it would take for the effects of that drug to completely wear off from his mind and body?

The plane landed in Chicago. I feigned having just woken up, though the fatigue and faint exhaustion made me look like I’d been through the wringer... that’s probably what people look like before they completely lose it.

Evan glanced at me.“Did you sleep well?”

I adjusted my hair.“Sorry, I was really tired. CEO, you didn’t wake me up, did you? I’m hard to wake up when I’m asleep; even thunder wouldn’t rouse me.”

Evan:“...” A dark shadow flickered across his eyes. He stood up.“Let’s go once you’re awake.”

He got up and left his seat. I slowly rose, having been swaddled in the blanket the whole flight. I was drenched in sweat and felt faint. The flight attendant took my luggage, handing it off to Gary, who was there to pick us up. In the car, Gary smiled at me.“How did things go these past couple of days?”

I returned a slightly strained smile.“It... went smoothly, I guess.” At least we’d both stayed clothed.

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