Lahat ng Kabanata ng Accidentally In Love With You: Kabanata 251 - Kabanata 260

Jack barely slept. He kept replaying conversations he’d had with Kei Ren—Dianna. How did he not know? He should have known, shouldn’t he? All the times she complained about her neighbor—which he now knew was him—should have tipped him off. They had been playing online together since before Dianna moved into the building, but he still felt he should have known that his gaming partner lived right across the hall. It was almost— almost —another betrayal, but she didn’t know he was JJ from JJ and the Kid. She would never have been so open with him if she had known, especially not when they still hated each other IRL. And then there was the conversation they’d had recently when she told him she had an illness and how it had caused her last partner to leave. He’d encouraged her to be truthful with her new partner, assuring her that if he loved her, he wouldn’t run away. But Jack had run away. He’d done exactly what she was afraid he’d do. Jack had taken one look at her on the floor and im

“Jack,” Dianna said cautiously. His eyes ate her up greedily. She looked better than she had the last time he saw her and a hell of a lot better than when he found her on her bathroom floor. She looked better, but not There were still dark smudges under her eyes and she stood stiffly as if she were bracing herself. But that could be because he was in the office and he was the last person she wanted to see. “Take a seat, Dianna,” Mason said. Jack had forgotten Mason was even in the room, and by the little jolt that went through Dianna, she hadn’t seen him either. Dianna crossed the office and took a seat. Jack waited for her before he also took a seat. Mason knew why Jack was there. He knew Jack was trying to make up for his epic failure with Dianna. This was Mason’s way of trying to help Jack, although getting called into his office was terrifying. Jack couldn’t exactly pinpoint what made Mason so scary; there was just an air about him that let you know he was the alpha in the

Jack took Dianna home. She probably should have stayed at work but…Jack was giving her his dragon-eyes and she’d missed him so much and, and, and…and she just wanted to be with him. They made it to her apartment before he started kissing her. They didn’t quite make it into the apartment. Instead, he pushed her up against the door and devoured her mouth. Dianna wasn’t complaining…although a less public place and fewer clothes would be better. “Bedroom,” she managed to breathe between kisses. “Naked,” he agreed, giving her enough space to unlock the door but not breaking their contact entirely. How they got to the bedroom, she didn’t really know. One minute they were in the hall and the next minute they were in her room and the front door was slamming shut. He must have used some sort of dragon magic on her…or maybe he just picked her up and carried her. Yeah, it was probably the second one, but he could have shape-shifted into a dragon and Dianna wouldn’t have cared

Jack felt like his heart was going to pound right out of his chest. Dianna stood up on the stage beside Mason and she was absolutely killing it. She had the crowd in the palm of her hand as she showed them through her game. It didn’t matter how many times he watched her run through the explanation of the game from concept to completion; he was amazed anew. She was doing what she was born to do, and he fucking loved the way it looked on her. She glowed, and it made him want to burst with excitement for her. He also knew she was working on something new and it fascinated him watching the whole thing happen before his eyes. Was a competence boner a thing? Because he definitely got turned on when he watched her work. It was like watching da Vinci paint the Mona Lisa. Carter nudged his elbow and nodded to Dianna, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. “I suppose you’re going to take credit for this?” Jack drawled. “I was the one who got her to move into the building,” Cart

3 Weeks Ago“No.” Mark Beckett, Australia’s favorite dad, rolled his eyes at his daughter and sighed. “What is it this time, Talia?” Talia Jane Beckett, Australia’s girl next door, grimaced. “You do realize I’m turning thirty this year, right?” “So?” Talia rolled her eyes this time. “So,” she drawled, “taking on the role of an eighteen-year-old is…wrong.” “Other actors would jump at the chance to get roles for characters ten years younger than they are,” Mark said. “Yeah, well, I’m not other actors,” Talia said, crossing her arms and spinning her chair around. They were in the living room of her father’s house, and everything was white. White walls, white carpet, white couches. The weird circular chair she was spinning on was white, too. It looked like a sterile room, and it gave Talia the creeps. The only color in the room was the wall of photographs featuring her father—and sometimes herself—with numerous stars on the screen. Supposedly, this was her house too, but i