บททั้งหมดของ Falling For Mr King: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Steven sat in Marie’s living room with James, hoping she was getting the food into her body somehow. Whipping his phone from his back pocket, he composed a short Email informing the Kazuko Inc. staff of their situation and updating them that they would be coming in on Wednesday. He was just about to keep his phone away when he received an Email from Zed about the Cheggo Foods meeting. “Everything alright?” James asked, muting the volume on the TV.“Yeah, work problems. One of my executives has offered to take a meeting I was supposed to sit in on. It’s quite clear I can’t make it now but I keep having this feeling I have to be in it.”“You can join in virtually, can’t you?” James asked, raising his eyebrows.“I should be able to but it’ll rub the key stakeholders the wrong way. They’ve been trying to get me in the room for quite a while but with the craziness of the past few months, it hasn't happened yet.”“Well, do you trust this Exec to handle the meeting?”“I do but I wanted to b

Wiping the sheen of perspiration wetting her eyebrows, Marie willed herself not to turn to look at the man whose jutting hip was now touching hers. Why did every little contact light up a fire inside her? They had met the day before to conclude on the details of their love story and he had taken her shopping, stating that cardigans and pants wouldn't do for the getaway, and she had been embarrassed by the warmth that had spread through her when he touched her.It was a six hour drive from Albany to Kingston, Maine where the retreat center was located. She knew the only reason Steven had opted to make this a car trip was because of her deathly fear of flying. Peering at him from the corner of her eyes, Marie felt a rush of emotions. A hand was draped across the seat, while the other was typing something into his cell. She watched the way his curls bounced against his eyes and had to stifle the urge to lock her fingers in them. How she could be feeling so stimulated by his nearness an

“What is it?” A worried Marie asked, the concern ringing in her voice as she sat up in bed.“We’ve been invited to Karaoke.” Steven replied, his tone deadpan.That was the reason the man was looking like he had swallowed a snake? Because he had to sing in front of people? Not that she had ever heard him since once in the ten years they had known each other. Maybe he was terrified that he wouldn't be able to carry a tune.“Steven, if it's just Karaoke, why do you look like someone's died?“Whose idea is it to make us do all these activities? How exactly is this supposed to trigger or ‘Zing’?” He asked.Marie climbed down from the bed, shaking her head side to side while she came to stand beside him. “Ooh great, we’re number two. Low chance of someone stealing our song.”“Marie, we aren't doing this.”Placing her hands on her hips, Marie turned to glare at him.“Steven, weren’t you giving me a lecture this morning about putting in our best? Are you going to let a little singing stop y

Marie winced at the pain exploding in her head as her eyes fluttered open. Rubbing her arms, she sat up and looked around her for the annoying device that had forced her to wake up.She could hear the shower running so she assumed he was in there. The thought of being so close to Steven was doing things to her heart. A glance to her left revealed the sofa where Steven King had most likely slept, covered with a blanket and pillows. She felt a tad guilty about having this giant bed to herself while he struggled to fit his long frame into the sofa. But she wasn't ready for all the complications that would arise from them sharing the same bed. Even if she couldn't stop her heart from pining after the man, she could stop herself from doing things she would regret later. The shrill sound of the telephone startled her again. Ugh. Could whoever was calling not have waited till afternoon?Lifting the receiver to her ear, she answered,“Hello, Marie speaking.” The silence on the other end set

Why did he have such long legs? The more Marie ran after Steven, whose mocking laughter reverberated through the hallway, the longer his strides seemed to be getting.Stopping to catch her breath, Marie called out,“Wait, Steven. Slow down please, what did I say?”But Steven wasn't slowing down, instead he kept running through the hallway that led to the stairs. Did he have to chase him down the flight of stairs to get the answer?Furious that she had let herself get so drunk last night, she started to run after him again. It wasn't until they reached the bottom of the stairs, and she found herself standing in a room full of people sitting on yoga mats that she realized what he had done. He had led her to the head massage class. With a wicked gleam in his eye, Steven walked back to her and planted his arm firmly around her waist, leading her to the center of the class where the astonished instructor waited.“We are so sorry. Time got away from yours, you know.” He said, casting a k