Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon novel Chapter 290

Vespera forced herself to stand and walk over. "Mr. Reid, I'll take care of the kitten tonight. You should head home and get some rest. Sleep well. Good night."

Dominic replied calmly, "Why not just throw in a 'good morning' while you're at it?"

Vespera stared at him for a few seconds. "I'm tired."

"But didn't you say you'd take care of the kitten? If you're tired, how are you going to do that? Besides, I didn't bring her bed down.

"Maybe I should just take her back with me and let her roam around the garden tonight. Raymond will be back tomorrow anyway."

"In the garden? That's way too dangerous! What if she climbs the railing and falls?"

"Then what do you suggest?" he asked, casually tossing the problem right back to her.

A wave of frustration rose inside her.

He was doing this on purpose, making sure her night wouldn't end easily. "Go upstairs and bring down the cat bed."

Dominic shrugged. "You've got work tomorrow. Are you planning to carry it all back again in the morning? Sounds like a hassle."

Vespera narrowed her eyes. "Then what are you trying to say?"

"Well, there's a guest room upstairs. You've stayed there before. I'll leave the kitten in your care tonight," he said.

She went silent.

Upstairs? Stay overnight?

Raymond wasn't home that night.

Her brain instantly dropped into a rabbit hole labeled "Temptation", the thought alone sending a flush of heat through her chest, like the night itself was exhaling warm breath onto her skin.

Dominic looked at her. "You coming?"

"Um, I just think… you know, the two of us, alone… a man and a woman… it's kind of inappropriate?" Vespera hesitated.

Dominic leaned in, voice low beside her ear. "Vera, don't you think it's a little late to bring that up? You weren't too worried about being inappropriate earlier when you were being all bold."

Vespera said nothing, clutching the kitten tighter in her arms.

Well… It wasn't like the guest room couldn't be locked.

Looking back, she had no idea what was going through her head.

Maybe it was just the hour, late enough for logic to sleep and foolishness to wake. But somehow, she ended up going upstairs with him.

Vespera froze. She realized she'd been crouching there so long that her legs had gone numb.

A tall shadow loomed behind her, and with it came the clean, fresh scent of someone straight out of the shower.

A second later, her body lifted off the floor. He'd scooped her up like she weighed nothing.

"I… I…" she stammered, trying to say she could walk.

Then she looked up. The first thing she saw was the broad chest, glistening just slightly under the black silk robe, and the neckline…

Wait, he actually showered? And he was dressed like that?

She'd only been in the room a few minutes to feed the cat. She hadn't even finished analyzing or mentally preparing herself yet.

Vespera's breathing quickened, and her mouth went desperately dry.

Dominic carried her out and closed the kitten's door behind him. Inside, the kitten sat quietly, head tilted in confusion, letting out a soft, innocent mewl.

He carried her toward the guest room.

"Wait…" Vespera said, grabbing onto the doorframe just before they crossed inside.