The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Dexter’s voice was hoarse, and his gaze on Josie was practically burning.

Only then did Josie let her gaze fall upon him. He wanted to appear nonchalant, but it only came off as forced. “I wasn’t here long. I didn’t see anything. You don’t have to be nervous,” she said.

She attempted to get up from the bed. However, Dexter had already reached out, firmly holding her slender ankle. Leaning in slightly, he asked, “How did you come to know Juliette?”

His question was so suggestive that anyone unaware might have mistaken them for the whispered sweet nothings between lovers.

Josie brushed aside the large hand resting on her cheek. “What? Have I crossed the line for incidentally knowing your friend, Mr. Russell?”

Her hostility was too intense, almost like a defensive hedgehog raising its spines.

Dexter’s eyes lifted at the corners, and he suddenly let out a soft chuckle. “Jealous, are we?”

It was a rhetorical question.

This flirtatious remark made Josie’s cheeks burn. She suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, avoiding his touch. “Who’s jealous? I just don’t appreciate your interrogation. I came here for Grape, not to spy intentionally.”

The more she tried to explain, and the quicker she did so, the more it seemed like she was trying to cover something up.

end, she realized it herself. She chose to give up and fell silent, no

forcing her to look at him under the glaring light. Keeping his voice low so as

was such a

director who wanted to

my vehicle. Mr. Peeple and I nearly lost our lives. It was Juliette who happened to pass by

recounted his story nonchalantly, explaining how he came to know

she was taken aback for a

of our injuries, we had to recuperate in the Witherspoon residence for over a month. It was their protection that allowed me to plan properly

him at

beads on Dexter’s wrist appeared exceptionally glaring under the illumination of the

could comprehend everything, yet for some inexplicable reason, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest, causing

“Because of our personalities and shared profession,

Oh.

a tale of cliffside sunsets, the kind of romance you’d usually reserve for a dear friend. It was my first time listening to that story too,” Josie said

She couldn’t hold back.

attractions in Wavery. You know, I’m usually not interested in those things, but the view that day was truly