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."

Langston, don't rush in this weather, alright? I'm fine,

but what about you? Still

lot

always sound different when

She sighed. "..."

just chuckled. "Just sit tight, okay? Find somewhere safe and

"Okay."

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

Rain hammered again her car windows so hard it

Even the street

this point, turning back

had paintings to deliver for the exhibition, so she pressed on, telling

reassured herself than her dashboard started beeping-a tire pressure warning. Great.

swap in the spare, but in this weather?

grabbed her phone and dialed

the storm, none of our trucks can get out there right now.