The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 660

"Get me that flash drive, and I'll take care of it for you."

"I've already paid Byte 7. Let's not make a fuss about it," Dorothy said. She did not want to keep circling back to the topic of the flash drive. In fact, lately, she could not quite figure out what was up with Everett. He seemed to keep touching on topics that were hard to tackle.

Sometimes, Dorothy wondered if he had gotten wind of something!

Everett just glanced up at her and crooked a finger. "Come here."

Not wanting to trigger him to get up, she obediently set aside her laptop and snuggled into Everett's embrace.

"Are you coming down with something? Your voice sounds off."

"Maybe. You're probably the cause of it."

Dorothy rolled her eyes. "Mr. Lopez, always so stoic, now you're getting upset over everything? I must be quite the force, then."

He huffed lightly. "You've always been quite the force."

"Thanks for the compliment."

With a sudden flex of his arm, Everett pulled her entire body onto the bed.

Dorothy was so startled she did not dare move. "Are you out of your mind? You just had stitches removed, and you're still bleeding!"

"When I just had surgery, it did not stop me from making you feel good, did it? What's a little blood?"

Dorothy really wanted to kick him!

She thought Everett was in the mood again, but he did not try to undress her this time. He just held her, entwined with her, savoring her scent.

When he was too close, his breath tickled her neck.

"What's wrong?"

She sensed something off about him.

"Nothing, just want to hold you for a bit."

Dorothy frowned and reached up to check his forehead.

"Everett, you have a fever!"

No wonder his voice was so nasal; he was clearly powering through.

"Everett, when did you become so stubborn? You're the patient, she's the doctor!"

Everett loosened his grip and turned his body away, giving his back to Dorothy.

She thought he tacitly allowed her to seek out Dr. Quincy, so she got up to leave the bed.

But then, from behind, Everett suddenly spoke in a muffled, heavy tone.

"My dad wants me to marry her."

"Who?" Dorothy asked instinctively.

"Who else?"

At this moment, Dorothy remembered something Jonathan had mentioned before and realized it was not surprising.

She pressed her lips, understanding now why Everett did not want Dr. Quincy to come.

"Oh."

Everett suddenly turned around, sitting up on the bed. "That’s it? Oh?"