The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy was caught off guard by Quincy's sudden nudge towards marriage. The idea of Quincy rushing them into tying the knot surprised her.

She chuckled. "Let's wait until Everett's all healed up.” "But he's getting his stitches out soon, and a little scar isn't going to stop you two from heading down to the city hall and making it official,” Quincy insisted.

Dorothy glanced at Everett, sensing they might have had a conversation she was not privy to. It was unlike Quincy to be so forward; she had often admired her relationship with Everett, but they were not close enough for her to meddle in their marriage plans.

Everett met her gaze with an open, honest expression, not giving away any signs of a secret pact with Quincy.

"We want to take things slowly, Dr. Quincy. But thanks anyway," Dorothy interceded quickly, hoping to avoid any further pressure.

"Sure, no problem," Quincy replied with a smile, stuffing her hands into her lab coat pockets and turning to leave.

Quincy had taken the medicine she had just retrieved from her office back

her to fetch it if it was just going back to her office? She had

the oddity, Everett reached out and pulled her into his embrace, holding

exactly do you plan on taking things ‘slowly’? Let's hear it,"

into getting a

can you call that rushing?" Everett had been plotting for over a decade, and this was anything but hasty

word 'rush’ seemed out of

to struggle too much. She softly called out, "Everett... Everett, let me go first." "Agree to marry me, and I'll let you go." "Stop being childish." Dorothy sighed, exasperated. "We've both been through a divorce already. I need to think this through properly. When I have my answer, I'll tell you. Don't push me to decide.” Feeling Everett's grip relax, Dorothy managed to step

words, he grabbed his phone and texted his father