The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Felicity had hoped that if she just lay down for a while, she'd start to feel better.

But the longer she stayed in bed, the worse her nausea got. It was as if the queasiness was crawling up her throat, but when she finally made it to the bathroom, she couldn't even throw up.

By the time she stepped out of the bathroom, the sky outside had grown dark. That heavy, suffocating grayness-everyone knows the feeling, right before a thunderstorm breaks loose.

She grabbed her phone and called Abigail. "Hey Abby, how's it over there? Is the rain coming down hard?"

"It's pouring," Abigail answered, her voice distracted, "but I managed to keep the paintings dry." Her mind always seemed to be on her art these days.

"Well, as long as the paintings are safe, just make sure you take care of yourself too," Felicity replied. "If the rain gets any worse, just stay put, okay? Don't rush back. Langston's coming to pick me up soon, so I'll head home with him. I started feeling a bit off after you left, and when he found out, he insisted on coming to get me."

Everyone in the Lopez family knew how protective Miles was of Felicity.

Abigail laughed. "Alright, you guys go ahead. And drive safe, okay? It looks like the storm's headed your way too."

"We will. Thanks, Abby."

don't rush

was instant. "I'm fine, but what about you? Still not

a lot

you always sound different when

She sighed. "..."

somewhere safe and wait for

"Okay."

rain to get even worse right after her call with Felicity. Within

windows so hard it felt

the road in front of her. Even the street signs

windshield. At this point, turning back

to deliver for the exhibition, so she pressed on, telling herself,

sooner had she reassured herself than her dashboard started beeping-a tire pressure warning. Great. Flat tire. Just what

the spare, but in this weather? Getting

grabbed her phone and

our trucks can get out there right now. Maybe