After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The night breeze carried a faint chill, prompting Jolie to rub her arms as she glanced at the app to check on her ride. She had indulged in a few drinks tonight. Otherwise, she would have driven herself home.

Just then, a sleek black SUV pulled up in front of her. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a chiseled, serious face. ""Mr. Cooper," Jolie greeted with a polite smile when she saw him.

Gavin rested one hand casually on the steering wheel, his deep gaze briefly sweeping over her. "Get in."

What?

Was he offering to give her a ride?

Jolie hesitated, instinctively shaking her head. "There's no need, Mr. Cooper. I've already called a car."

Gavin's voice was calm but firm. "You still haven't returned my belt."

Oh. Right.

Jolie quickly fished the belt out of her bag, the black leather contrasting starkly against her fair hands. The striking visual caught Gavin's attention, and his gaze lingered on her fingers-slender and delicate, so pale they seemed almost fragile as if they might snap with the slightest pressure. His eyes drifted back to her face.

another figure-Selena-seemed to overlap with hers. But

give it to me," he said in a low voice,

sure what he was thinking or why

she was trying to

sigh, she relented. Walking around to the front of

a polite smile. "Thank you for your help tonight, Mr.

casually tossed it onto

"Where to?" he asked.

pretentious. Resigning herself, she gave him the address of a small apartment complex she

started, smoothly merging into the quiet night. Jolie turned her head to gaze out the window. Her cheeks still carried a

left her body, and before long, her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted

of rain woke her. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking at the droplets streaking down the

quickly turned to the

eyes closed, completely still. The car's interior was

cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a nose that cast a defined shadow in the dim light. His lips were faintly pressed together, and his prominent Adam's apple added a rugged touch to his otherwise composed O demeanor. The aura he exuded was cold, distant,

Jolie's mind, a recollection of the intense moments she had