The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 918

"What does this have to do with my well-being?" Dorothy blurted out the question, her eyes clear and innocent.

Everett couldn't help himself; in a swift motion, he pulled her close, his head dipping down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

His hands firmly held her slender waist to pin her in place as Dorothy could do nothing but tilt her head back and surrender to his fervent exploration...

As the kiss broke, Everett deliberately pressed himself against her lower abdomen, his voice husky with unmasked desire.

"Get it now?"

"You…!" Dorothy's delicate face flushed a deep shade of red with a mix of anger and embarrassment painting her features.

How could he even think of that when she’s like this? She could never figure it out.

She couldn't believe that even in her current state, Everett's mind was still wandering to such thoughts!

"What about it? You kept asking," he chuckled, releasing her and casually running a hand through her hair. "Dorothy, it's been months since we haven’t slept together. This is just a natural response."

If he didn't feel anything, that would be the real issue.

Dorothy decided not to engage further to avoid another lesson in biology. She grabbed some clothes and retreated to the bathroom.

When she emerged, she found Everett standing by the French doors, deep in conversation on the phone.

His brows were furrowed, his tone cool and distant, a stark contrast to the warmth he'd shown her earlier. "Are you sure there's nothing wrong?" he asked the other side.

"From the medical results you've sent me, Mr. Lopez, I can't see anything alarming. No need to worry too much."

"Mmhmm." Everett hung up, turning to see Dorothy standing at the bathroom door.

"Was that Dr. Quincy?"

"Yeah." He nodded, stepping towards her. "Asked her to review your medical files."

He showered, changed into his robe, and, not wanting to disturb her further, merely patted his hair dry with a towel.

Laying on the couch, Everett finished returning Kevin's work that he had to give an answer to today before he put his phone down and closed his eyes.

Luckily, the couch in this room was large and long enough that he could at least stretch his legs out even though he was filling it up.

Dorothy waited a while before quietly getting out of bed, barefoot to avoid making any noise, and tiptoed over to him.

Everett, lying there, appeared a little childlike in his sleep. His large frame was neatly arranged, his hands were by his sides, and he was breathing evenly...

Dorothy reached out to touch his bandaged hand, hesitated, and then withdrew.

Suddenly—

Everett's deep voice broke the silence, "Dorothy, I think you do love me, right?"