All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Declan shrugged. “Well, yeah, but before that, I helped her with a little problem and now I need a return favor and I have no way of contacting her.” “You didn’t even get her name?” Barry asked as he slapped Declan over the back of the head. “You’re an arse.” “I got her name, fuckwit,” he said, rubbing his head. “Her name is Chloe.” “Chloe…” Mason made a rolling move with his hand to encourage Declan to cough up the rest of the name. “Well, see, that’s the problem. I only got her first name.” “I hope my daughter never meets a man like you,” Barry said. The others grunted in agreement. “Like you lot were any better before you met your significant others. Don’t hate me just because you’re jealous.” “No one is jealous of you,” Brian said calmly. “I love Cassie and can’t imagine my life without her. Have you forgotten that we are getting married in three months?” “How could any of us forget,” Jonathon said with a grimace. “I’m tempted to c

Chloe dragged herself into the conference room and sat heavily on the chair. Monday morning staff meetings were never her favorite place to be, but at least there was coffee and pastries. She’d overslept and had barely gotten to the office on time, let alone having time to eat breakfast. She reached for the pot of coffee in the middle of the table and poured herself a mug, snagging a cronut as well. She sipped her unadulterated coffee and closed her eyes enjoying the moment. She had drunk far more than she had intended last night and had to get an Uber home, which meant she’d had to get an Uber to work and would have to go and find her car sometime today so she could drive home this afternoon. Ugh! She was never drinking again, especially not with Cassie, who seemed to have an inordinate tolerance for alcohol. Peyton tucked some ibuprofen into her hand and Chloe smiled gratefully. Her father generously let her run her side business out of her office in his tech company, which meant

Not just smart then, fucking brilliant. Chloe Calloway was one tempting package and he definitely hadn’t slaked his thirst with her the other night. The fact that she was there now boded well for a future liaison between them. Declan sat forward. “Show me,” he said. Chloe pulled a laptop out of her red leather bag and Peyton stood to help her set it up. Chloe came around the desk to stand beside him. She leaned down over his shoulder and tapped a few keys on the laptop. He could feel the warmth of her skin and smell the subtle scent of her perfume. He was already hard, but with her this close to him, his cock hardened further, trying desperately to bust through his trousers so it could get to her. He used his peripheral vision to watch her and as she moved he got a nice look down the front of her white shirt to the pretty white lace beneath. He wanted to bury his face between her breasts and breathe her in. He wanted to run his hands over her body and see what her naked skin looked

Declan strode into the restaurant and his eyes immediately found her. Chloe. Instantly his cock was hard and his body hummed with the promise of what might happen after dinner. He wasn’t a Neanderthal; they would have dinner first and discuss the terms of their fake relationship then, if she was amenable, they would seal the deal with a long night of fucking. He couldn’t wait to get her in his arms again, to slide into her wet heat again, to taste her again. He’d had a raging hard-on all afternoon after their meeting and he was desperate for some relief, but not just anyone would do. He needed Chloe. He walked up behind her and bent low to place a soft kiss on her exposed shoulder. She shivered under his touch and he smiled against her golden skin. “You came,” he murmured. “Not yet,” she said, and he laughed as he stood and moved around to the chair opposite her. He sat and looked at her across the candlelit table with its sparkling crystal glasses and shiny silver

He sighed and turned his head away, his jaw clenching. “You need to be prepared,” he said. “She is going to be a mean bitch to you. My mother has certain ideas about who I am supposed to marry. I’m pretty sure she has been scouting the available women since they were babies.” “She won’t like me?” Declan looked at her and his eyes softened. “She won’t like the idea of you. She won’t like that I chose you. She may even have a woman with her with the intention of stealing me away from you.” Chloe’s eyes widened and she felt a weird mix of indignation that his mother wouldn’t even try to like her and sadness for Declan and what it must have been like for him to grow up in a family like that. “And Dr. Shane is not going to like me,” he said, reaching over to take her hand in his. He turned it over and traced the lines of her palm, softly caressing the inside of her wrist with his thumb. “No,” she breathed, his touch sending tingles through her body. “He will try to discredit you