All Chapters of Entangled To The CEO: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Gretchen’s [POV]Mina was waiting outside the massage parlor when I showed up on Wednesday morning. I snorted and accepted the coffee that she handed me. “I want to know all the details,” she told me, breezing into the shop behind me once I'd unlocked the front door. “You have, what, an hour until your first appointment? I want to know all the details.”I laughed a little, even though inside, I was wondering if maybe I shouldn't regret having told her about the follow-up date. I'd needed her opinion when it came to outfits, though; sometimes, it felt as though she knew my wardrobe better than I did. She knew which outfits would make me look sexy.“Come on, don't be coy,” she told me, shaking her head. “You had a good time?”“I had a good time,” I allowed. “I actually should take you to that restaurant sometime; I think you'd like it. It's down on the beach, and it's just barbecue. Like, you order whatever it is that you order, and they bring all your ingredients over to your table and

Gretchen’s [POV]Mina hopped up onto my porch the morning after I had taken Christian to the waterfall. She wrinkled her nose when she saw me. “Reading again,” she sighed, shaking her head.I laughed and put a bookmark in my book, setting it off to the side. “Reading again,” I confirmed.Mina frowned at me, peering over at me. “You're happy,” she accused.I raised an eyebrow at her. “Should I not be?”Mina rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean,” she said.I laughed again and rolled out of the hammock. “So, I guess we're having brunch?”“Of course, we are,” Mina said, as though it was a given. “You have the day off, and I didn't see you at all yesterday. Where did you disappear to, anyway? I came over here to bother you on my lunch break, and you weren't even here.”“Sorry that I can't always be there for you, darling,” I said.“But where were you?” Mina asked. “Running errands?”I paused. “Well.” I led her through the house to the kitchen and began pulling out yogurt and fruits and s

Gretchen’s [POV]I didn't have that much to drink at the luau, and I wasn't drunk, but something about seeing Christian there with my friends, and looking so sexy in the firelight, had gotten me hot throughout the night. And there was something in me that wanted to be bold, to be more spontaneous, to be more like the person that Mina kept urging me to be. Where was the harm in letting Christian claim me here on the beach? It was a special night.Or maybe this was just to spite Lino, whom I still couldn't believe had had the balls to come up and talk to me when Christian and I were off on our own. I had toyed with the idea of telling Christian why Lino and I had broken up because I had an idea Christian would think differently about the guy if he knew.But I didn't want to start something. Whatever I'd had with Lino, it was over now.I moaned as Christian stroked his fingers up my bare skin, kissing along my jawline and nibbling at my earlobe, making heat flare in my groin. There was s

Gretchen’s [POV]I'd never really been the type to sleep in, but with the amount that I'd been working over the past few weeks, staying in bed until eight was luxurious. I stretched, reveling in the fact that I had three whole days off from work: Christmas Eve, Christmas, and the day after Christmas. And it was guilt-free time off, too. Most people were spending the holidays with their families, and they weren't booking appointments anyway.Finally, I rolled out of bed and hopped in the shower, scrubbing my hair and thinking of my plans for the next few days. Not that I had plans. I just wanted to relax as much as possible. It had been a while since I had permitted myself just to do nothing. I didn't even have errands to run. I'd caught up on all of those last weekends, knowing that a lot of the stores on the island would be closed for the holidays as well.I finally climbed out from beneath the warm cascade of water and toweled off. Then, I got dressed in a soft sundress and headed o

Gretchen’s [POV]Dinner was delicious, and I couldn't help feeling happy after watching Christian unwrap the watch that I had so carefully picked out for him. It had a wooden face on it rather than the sleek metal designs that most real estate agents probably preferred, but I thought it was the perfect mesh of professional and personal. The Christian who I was lucky enough to see there in Hawaii was one I wasn't sure anyone else had ever gotten to see before.We were hardly inside my front door before Christian had pushed me back against the wall, narrowly missing knocking us into the table as we went.I giggled a little, but the giggle died in my throat as he pinned my arms up above my head, kissing me soundly. I couldn't help the soft whimper that fell from my lips as he crowded me against the wall, pressing his muscular form tightly against my fleshy curves.“We're not going to make it to the bedroom,” Christian said into my ear, his breath hot against the shell of it. He grazed hi