One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 391 - チャプター 400

He lifted his drink to her in salute before taking a long draught. It burned going down but he relished the warmth. “Oh my god, Jake,” she said, coming over to the table. “You are the last person I ever expected to see here.” “And I, you,” he replied. “Aren’t you going to introduce us, Declan said. “Arsehole,” Jonathon muttered before plastering a smile on his face. “These reprobates are my friends,” Jonathan said. “Brian, Barry, Mason and Declan. And this is my assistant, Emma.” “Nice to meet you,” she said, looking quickly at the guys before turning her eyes back to him. He liked that. He liked that she hadn’t lingered on any of the others. “This is my friend Zoë.” “Nice to meet you, Zoë,” Jonathon said, and the others murmured hellos. Emma shifted from foot to foot awkwardly for a moment before blinding him with a smile. “Well, I’ll leave you to it,” she said. “Yeah, we’re meeting someone,” Zoë said, elbowing Emma in the ribs. “Jonathan Ashby

He closed his eyes as he kissed her hard. A soft moan escaped from her throat and he suppressed his own groan. He pulled back, nipping her bottom lip before lifting his head. Her lips chased his until he was too far away and she opened her eyes. They were dazed, the pupils blown wide and there was a rosy glow in her cheeks. He gritted his teeth against his need to have her and managed to pull away from her completely, standing from his stool and tossing a few bills on the bar. “And what about chemistry?” he asked, and she looked confused for a moment. “Did you feel chemistry with him?” He walked away before she could answer, cursing himself as a fool ten times over.Emma lifted her fingers to her lips as she watched Jake walk away. What the hell was that? Emma hadn’t been lying when she told him she had dated some deadbeats but there was one thing that was the same with all of them—they knew how to light her body up like fucking New Year’s Eve. She wasn’t too proud to admit

Emma snuck into her office with her head down and a pair of dark glasses covering her eyes against the glare. She swore to never drink again and prayed to the hangover gods that her head wouldn’t shatter. It had been a while since she had gotten so drunk that she woke up feeling this secondhand and she vowed never to do it again. Thankfully, the office was quiet. The day before, she had familiarized herself with the layout of the building. Jake had his own lab but there were other labs in the facility and other researchers. There was also a kitchen where they made test recipes—what she had originally thought Jake’s lab would look like—and a whole team of people whose jobs were to make, and eat, chocolate. Emma was also thankful Jake wasn’t in the office when she arrived. She assumed he was already hard at work in his lab and that suited her just fine. She didn’t feel quite ready to face him, not after that kiss. She was still all churned up inside and had no idea what it meant tha

The least he could do was make sure she enjoyed her retirement. His eye was drawn to the woman leaving the building. Emma. She was cute, but he wasn’t really interested in her. She was a means to an end, that end being finally meeting Jonathan Ashby. He’d lost his nerve last night but after leaving so abruptly, he kicked himself. He had been presented with the perfect opportunity—the one he had been working toward all these months—and he walked away. Only after realizing his mistake did he make a new plan. He could get to Jonathon via Emma—if indeed the man he saw at the club was Jonathon. Liam was pretty sure it was him, but the club was dark and with the flashing lights and the crowd, he couldn’t stake his life on it. He needed more information before he made his move. So, he had been staking out the R&D building hoping to get a glimpse of the elusive Jonathon Ashby. The man hadn’t shown up all day. Thankfully Liam had the foresight to approach Emma when he saw her earlier

It only took a smell or the sight of something that reminded Devi of Tom and she was back to crying and numbing her pain with whatever alcohol she could get her hands on. And that was why feelings sucked. Emotions were deceptive and Emma was determined to never fall victim to them. What good was losing yourself in love to the detriment of everything else around you? Emma had too much self-respect to let herself become a victim of something as ephemeral as love. Loving her sister, she understood. That was different. That was almost like a physical bond. But romantic love? The love that Devi claimed she shared with Tom? In Emma’s eyes that was a lie from the pit of hell and she never wanted a part of it. With determination, Emma lifted her water bottle to her mouth and washed away the lingering flavor of the truffle. She didn’t need any reminders of that kiss. It would never be repeated and letting herself fantasize about it for even a minute was a slippery slope. Emma had to keep h