The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Two people locked eyes, neither willing to break the silent standoff.

After a lengthy pause, Dorothy spoke first, "Did you rush back hbecause of that phone call I made?" "No." Everett replied sharply, looking down at her, "It was because of my mother's trial." The air between them tinged with a strange tension with that sentence.

"Oh." Dorothy muttered.

"I'm involved with you only because you're the mother of Abigail and Langston. Don't read too much into it." Dorothy nodded with a cool demeanor, "I wasn't overthinking." Everett didn’t say anything in reply.

"Like I said before, it was wrong ofto disturb you after having a few too many. It won't happen again," Dorothy declared with a straightforward bow, devoid of any coyness or emotion, "I'm sorry." Her bow seemed to suggest that Everett had gone to great lengths to bring her here just to see her genuflect.

other for months, and this was how

slightly, "Though I promised it won't happen again, if you're still worried, you could... change your number." That would settle things once and for all. And she wouldn't seek out

a hassle it is forto change my number? This whole situation could be avoided if you just stopped

you need to drink." Everett remembered Dorothy rarely touched alcohol. Even at business functions where she couldn't avoid it, she'd dodge it if possible

a reason? I believe it's sufficient that

business. We've been divorced for years. It has nothing to do with you." That stung - 'nothing to do

watching the unfold, quickly intercepted her, "Ms. Sanchez, Mr. Lopez is

had moved

do with me? I'm only worried about