Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 567

James’ hot breath tickled Kristie’s cheeks. Her heart was pounding furiously like a runaway horse.

She continued to back away from him until her calves hit the couch, causing her to lose her balance and fall.

James loomed over her on the couch, and Kristie’s body stiffened in response. She stammered, “Get back. Don’t come near me…”

In response, he tucked her loose hair behind her ear and brought his lips closer to her face.

“You’re taking advantage of me again.” Kristie pressed her palms on his chest to keep him away. Her eyes reddened with tears as she pleaded between sobs, “Don’t force me to do this. I have a boyfriend. I don’t want to cheat on him.”

Her words drew a chuckle from James, who teased, “Don’t worry your pretty head about it. You won’t be a cheater as long as he doesn’t know about this. I can keep a secret.”

“You’re too much!”

The rest of Kristie’s protests were swallowed by James’ passionate kisses.

She breathed in his familiar scent and eventually gave in to pleasure.

Kristie hooked her legs around his waist to bring herself closer to him.

The couch proved too squeezy for both of them, and James stopped himself from taking things too far. Instead, he carried Kristie to the bedroom.

Kristie looked at him through half-lidded eyes. She simply could not tear her gaze away from his perfect abs as he took off his clothes. Her hands moved toward his torso, unbidden.

The feel of his rock-hard muscles drew an amazed gasp from Kristie. “I didn’t know you hid such a hot body under those clothes!”

James leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “It’s all yours.”

His flirtatious words brought a furious blush to Kristie’s face.

She buried her head in his chest and reveled in the warmth of his body. Still, once she closed her eyes, traumatic memories of her helpless shrieks suddenly filled her mind. Her body began shuddering uncontrollably.

“No, no…” She curled into herself and flailed around, screaming, “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”

her struggles, James took two scratches to his body, both deep enough to

merely clasped Kristie’s wrist and coaxed tenderly, “Kristie, open your

and sobbed. She struggled against his hold and wailed, “Don’t touch

to distract her with gentle kisses. He

cupped her face

and intertwined his fingers with hers. At the

brows in confusion and

kissed her cheek

returned to Kristie’s

abruptly sat up, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. She was still shaking as she leaned into his embrace and croaked, “Hug

his arms around her and stroked her long, black hair. “Okay, I

had rushed

the airport, against which

in concentration before approaching

Mr. Faymon?” As he spoke, Jefferson pushed himself away from

sky and muttered, “Hmm, it doesn’t seem as

the car.” Jefferson went around to the driver’s side before arching a brow

opened

airport. He commented, “Bet you didn’t enjoy life in Jadeborough

fix that before coming back. It cost

replied seriously, “Mr. Shawfield is notoriously difficult to convince. I can’t even get him to talk to me. I’d consider eight hundred million a

figure out a way to get Mr. Nicholson out of the picture.” Curtis’ gaze darkened as he continued, “I can’t rest easy as long as he’s still in

Mr. Nicholson is putting up a polite front toward me, though that’s because Old Mr.

has his hands full with Theodore’s affairs. Naturally,

so we can’t put all our eggs in that basket. We need another plan. Getting someone out of the picture is easy; doing it

immediately and closed his

could take over Mr.

easier for me to do things in the background. If you were involved, everyone

nod in agreement. He could not think

it to be too much

just for you, then absolutely. I wouldn’t even offer to help. But since this involves Belle,