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 the vision disappeared as

to me," he said in a low voice, his

wasn't sure what he was thinking or why he insisted she get in

see she was trying to keep

she relented. Walking around to the front of the vehicle, she opened

handed the belt over with a polite

tossed it onto the back seat before locking the

"Where to?" he asked.

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

merging into the quiet night. Jolie turned her head to gaze out the window. Her cheeks still carried a faint blush, and the motion of the car combined with

and before long, her eyelids

eyes slowly, blinking

she quickly turned to

car's interior was dark except for the faint glow of streetlights streaming in through

faintly pressed together, and his prominent Adam's apple added

of the intense moments