Guys can't handle it when a girl cries, and girls freak out when a guy shows he's vulnerable.And let's be real, when it comes to sex, it's not surprising if he was a little rough the first time. It's all new, right?Plus, Lena texted me this really sweet message, saying it's totally normal to feel a bit sore the first time and not to blame Hayden.Honestly, Hayden owes Lena a big thank you. She not only calmed me down without even trying, but she also helped his sister by hooking her up with Nate for that surgery.I was still healing, so no matter how much Hayden wanted me, he had to chill.I thought he'd be good and go back to his own room, but instead, he stayed and wrapped me up in his arms."Hayden, isn't this driving you crazy?" I teased, leaning against his chest.He just muttered, "Don't talk. Go to sleep."I giggled. "But can you really fall asleep like this?""Kiki," he groaned, his voice all gravelly, "don't push it."He was totally uncomfortable, struggling to kee
In the morning, I woke up to the smell of breakfast, and there was Hayden, already in the kitchen.He'd changed into a short-sleeve shirt and cargo pants.Apparently, he really liked this look. It gave off major special agent vibes, and honestly, it fit him perfectly.It wasn't just his build but all that training he did. I remembered him doing push-ups last night.I had to admit, his form was seriously on point."Why are you staring at me? Eat," Hayden said, catching me in the act.I grabbed a bite of the beef macaroni soup he'd made and, curious, asked, "Do you hit the gym a lot?"He scooped some more side dish into my bowl. "Nah, I work out on my own.""No wonder your push-up form is so perfect," I blurted out before I could stop myself.He paused, then looked down. I thought he was embarrassed or something, but then he just asked casually, "You saw me?"Now it was my turn to feel awkward, so I just focused on my pasta and nodded like I'd suddenly forgotten how to talk.H
He looked a little nervous.So, he's feeling guilty, huh?I guess no guy's ever really chill when another guy's in the picture. Seeing Hayden all nervous—it was kinda funny. He almost never looks like this. But I kept my face serious on purpose.I stood there, staring at him, not saying a word.Hayden's lips moved, like he wanted to say something, but he held back, unsure if he should.This usually straightforward guy, hesitating like a kid who's been caught doing something wrong.I couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing.My laughter only confused him more. "Kiki..."I took the cup of milk he made and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks."Then I turned to leave, tossing over my shoulder, "Grab my bag."Hayden followed me all the way downstairs, looking way more relaxed now.When we got to the car, I switched things up and didn't head for the driver's seat. Instead, I walked over to the passenger side.I threw the keys to Hayden. "You're driving."
I got the hint. "Is there something coming up? Do I need to travel?"Ron nodded. "Yeah, you'll be out for a couple of days."Great. I hadn't heard about any new projects, so this had to be a last-minute thing."Where to? What's the job?" I asked, needing the scoop."Uh... we'll figure that out later," he said, looking all mysterious, which was not helpful at all.I could tell he wasn't in the mood to share more, so I just nodded and got back to work. If this was coming from management, I'd better get all my stuff sorted and be ready for anything.I didn't get a break until around ten-thirty. Grabbing my cup, I made a beeline for the break room. Just as I reached the door, I heard two girls inside gossiping over their tea."Mr. Hart just keeps getting hotter. Those cargo pants he's rocking today make his legs look like they go on forever.""Are you serious? I think you're just totally obsessed with Mr. Hart. Weren't you crushing on Mr. Shane, like, last week?""Yeah, I thought
"Hiss—" Hayden let out a soft sound.I knew it wasn't pain but sensitivity. Shivers...I could almost picture him trying to keep it together. Honestly, I was getting pretty wicked, more and more mischievous by the day.After stirring things up, I straightened, took a casual sip of my coffee, and turned to leave like it was no big deal.Hayden seemed too stunned to react. He just sat there, probably trying to figure out what the heck just happened.Back in my office, I sat down, set my coffee cup on the desk, and rubbed my face, chuckling softly.I didn't even know why I was laughing, but I just felt like it.It was that kind of pure, genuine happiness that bubbles up from your heart—the joy of pulling off a little mischief.Like a kid who can't stop giggling after a prank.Just as I was enjoying myself, my phone buzzed with a new message.I picked it up and saw it was from Cole: a location pin.I opened it and saw it was an address in an industrial park on the outskirts of t
"Seriously, it was huge!" one of them said, wide-eyed. "Either his girlfriend's got some serious lung capacity, or—""—Or he's just that good in bed, making her all crazy," the other finished with a knowing smirk.I blinked, momentarily speechless. These two definitely knew way too much."You two sure don't miss a thing," I chuckled, though it came out kind of flat."He wanted us to see it. His shirt was practically hanging open," one of them said, nudging her friend. "Right?""Totally. It wasn't just us. Every girl in the company saw it—even the cleaning lady!"I didn't know what to say."Mr. Hart's usually so low-key. He barely leaves his office. But today, it was like he was on a parade or something.""For real. You think he's trying to make a point or something?""Maybe..." The other girl gave a knowing look. "Or maybe he's just crushing any fantasies we might've had about him.""Yeah, like, 'Sorry, ladies, but I'm very taken.'"I couldn't help but be impressed by their
I half-expected to get turned away.Guess dropping Matthew's name still worked like a charm, especially with Thorsten.Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside and was greeted by the sight of an old man with graying hair, moving through slow, deliberate self-defense routines in the middle of the room.He's Thorsten?!I'd done my homework. He wasn't even sixty yet, around the same age as Matthew. In the photos, he looked younger and sharp, but now he seemed to have aged a whole generation beyond Matthew.Even though I'd read everything I could find on Thorsten, it was hard to reconcile that image with the man in front of me, focused on his forms like he was one with the air around him. For a second, I wondered if I'd gotten the wrong guy."So, what do you want?" Thorsten asked, not even pausing his movements, executing each form with precision.That voice left no doubt—it really was Thorsten Drago.Why he looked so different now, I didn't want to guess. I took a deep breath and sa
I couldn't help but wonder if, when no one's around, Matthew secretly enjoyed this kind of pampering too.My mind tended to wander, and in that brief moment, I pictured all sorts of scenarios."Come, have a seat," Thorsten said, motioning to the chair across from him.I walked over, and the attendant immediately poured me water, fussing over me like I was royalty.I wasn't used to being waited on like this, but I reminded myself to just go with it and respect Thorsten's way of doing things."You're not married, are you?" he asked, taking a sip of his tea."No."He smiled. "So, when are you joining the Johnston family?"I was caught off guard. Did he not know that Jace and I had already broken up? And his own son had tried to trick me into becoming his daughter-in-law.I couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if I'd shown up last time as Cole's fiancée. Would Thorsten have blown a gasket?"Not happening," I said bluntly.Thorsten didn't seem fazed. He just let out a