Bye, My Irresistible Love

Spencer’s POV: 

Vivian was stunned for a moment.

Then, she shut the door, leaned toward me, and looked into my eyes.

"Spencer, do you not take me seriously because you’re sure that I have feelings for you?"

Her eyes glinted with affection, which made it difficult for me to maintain a neutral expression.I loosened my grip on her and leaned back.I cleared my throat, hoping that she wouldn’t see through the cool facade I was trying to keep up.

"Please help me come up with a plan to get Charles here."

"You and Charles have been friends for so long.If anybody can get him here, it’s you,"

Vivian replied, opened the door, and got out.

It was still raining outside.

When I was about to get out of the car and catch up with her, she had already rushed into the bar and made a gesture of contempt at me.I couldn’t help laughing and mumbling, "So childish."

A beeping phone stopped me before I could venture out into the rain, but it wasn’t mine.

I looked around and found Vivian’s phone wedged between my leg and the seat.

She must’ve dropped it on her way out.

There was a new message from Steven.

I picked up the phone and stared at the message notification, jealousy gnawing at my insides like a hungry rat.

Damn it! I wanted to block Steven from Vivian’s phone, but her phone was locked and I didn’t know how to unlock it.

"Spencer? What are you doing? Give me back my phone," Vivian called from outside the car.

I got out of the car and walked over to her.

She tried to share her umbrella with me, but the rain just pounded us both ruthlessly.

"Wow.Can’t you hold an umbrella properly?"

I teased and took the umbrella from her.I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to my body.

Vivian looked up at me but didn’t say anything.

The moment we were out of the rain and under the bar’s eaves, she shook off my arm.

She didn’t look angry.She just looked like an annoyed spoiled brat.

What, do you want to be

"Vivian!"

afraid of me at all.She just rolled her eyes at me and

and left it at the door. I

want your phone? Vivian stopped immediately,

phone and handed it to her, but when she was about to yet

her brows.I

it

are

began trying to get

my phone! What if my boyfriend calls? I need to

from her reach.I strode back to my

close the door, she stuck her hand through the crack

go of the door and let

at her, hoping it was enough to

afraid of hurting your hand?

none of your

out her hand, and

I slipped

I could regain footing, Vivian hurled herself at me, straddled

above my head to keep her from

a few moments,

to wear herself

growled and stared at

next moment, our gazes

surprise in Vivian’s

the annoyance and anger drain away from her slowly.I sat up, and Vivian adjusted

her hair

ear.I refused to make another move.I was scared to death to wake up and find that it was only a

leaned in

lips touched, the fragrance

deeper and deeper, stripping me of any sort of control

my jawline lind then to

on my earlobe, and I almost went

heard in that sexy voice that could make me do

"Hold me, Spencer "

hunger and passion, and 1 enjoyed every moan

stopped and made a small sound that rostered to

away and jumped off the

with my eyes as I tried to

and her eyes

been ra✓r,hed, which only made