GoodReadKaren sent Dorothy a brief text, saying she didn't go on the blind date, then slumped into the backseat of the car and fell asleep.
By the time they pulled up to Jeffrey's place, she was sleeping so tight with tear streaks marking her cheeks and her silky hair spilling over the seat.
Jeffrey had a soft spot for her hair; it was always so smooth to the touch.
He drove the car into the garage, thinking initially to have his secretary take care of it, but then figured he'd just give the guy some extra cash tomorrow to go get a new one.
After parking, Jeffrey leaned over and gently lifted Karen, carrying her into the bedroom.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was so thoroughly exhausted that even all this commotion didn't stir her.
Jeffrey washed a towel and wiped her face clean. He felt a twinge of guilt for what had happened in the car.
This was the first time that he, a young master, took care of a woman like this! After cleaning her up, he changed her out of her dirty clothes and into one of his own nightshirts.
Karen mumbled something in her sleep as she turned over, then drifted off again.
Jeffrey couldn't help but smirk while watching her sleep so peacefully. He was pretty beat himself, so he decided to slip under the covers and pull her into his arms.
Yeah, that felt right.
After all the trouble he'd gone through, this outcome was worth it.
Dorothy was surprised, to say the least.
Karen had seemed so pleased with the guy she was set up with, yet she claimed she hadn't gone.
Dorothy eyed Everett, who was reviewing contracts, and approached once she was sure he wasn't on a video call.
"Did you tell Jeffrey about Karen's date?" she asked.
"No." Everett shifted his gaze from the screen to her face. "Why?" "She said she didn't go, and now she's not answering my texts. I'm wondering if Jeffrey meddled!" Dorothy had a hunch that Jeffrey had ulterior motives when it came to Karen.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEverett pulled her slender waist closer and seated her on his lap, "Karen knows what she's doing. She's a grown woman; you don't need to worry." "I wouldn't worry if it were anyone else. Love comes and goes, and at worst, she'd just meet the wrong guy. But Jeffrey going after Karen? | don't have a good feeling about it." Dorothy found Jeffrey's charm to be a bit too roguish for her liking.
Handsome, sure, but a notorious flirt.
How could she not worry about her friend potentially falling for a playboy? Especially when Jeffrey's reputation was so transparent! "I have never seen that brat be serious about anyone. But maybe he's ready to settle down considering the way he's going after Karen." Everett knew the feeling well.
Sometimes it only takes a few words, a minute, or even a look to know you've found the one.
Even a playboy like Jeffrey would eventually meet someone who could tame him, someone he truly cared for.
"Pfft! In the end, it's up to Karen. She told me she doesn't actually like Jeffrey, just thought he was good-looking and wanted to...
have a physical fling with him." Dorothy was shy about using more adult language, so she danced around until she landed on those words.
Everett chuckled, the corner of his mouth curving up, "So when you texted me from the hotel and didn't push me away when | showed up, you just wanted to... connect ‘physically’ with me?" Caught in his words, Dorothy blushed awkwardly.
Everett nipped at her ear playfully, "Don't you dare have those thoughts about anyone else!"
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