All Chapters of Accidentally In Love With You: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

When they finally arrived, Liam was out of the car like a shot and ran up the front path to the door. He banged on the door, not caring if he was waking the entire neighborhood, he just needed to see Mia and explain everything and beg her to forgive him. It seemed like he was doing it a lot and he really hoped he would finally get it right. The door opened and an older version of Mia stood looking up at him with a squinty-eyed glare. “Who are you?” “I’m Liam, Mia’s ah…um, is Mia here? I really need to see her.” “It’s okay, Ma,” Mia said from behind her mother. “Mia,” Liam started, but she held up her hand to shush him. “Come into the kitchen, we can talk there.” Liam breathed a sigh of relief that she was willing to speak to him. He nodded to her mother and followed Mia down the hall and into the large combined kitchen and dining room. “Have a seat,” Mia said. “Would you like anything to drink?” “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I want to explain…”

Dianna snorted and Jack raised an eyebrow. “You have a problem with that?” “No, but you might,” she said, an evil smile tilting her lips. “It just so happens that I’m in charge of the launch and I don’t remember seeing your name on the list.” Jack’s arms fell from his chest and he took a step toward her but Dianna didn’t flinch. “You would blackball me from the launch?” he growled. Dianna shrugged, the smile firmly in place. “I don’t know you,” she said as she buffed her nails on her shirt. “You could be some miscreant trying to steal our secrets.” “That’s just bullshit,” he spat. “Oh? How is it any different from what you just accused me of?” They’d somehow managed to close the distance between them until they were practically nose to nose. Liam put his hand over his mouth to cover his smile. “Come on, Mia,” he said. “We need to go or we’re going to be late.” I tugged her back into the elevator and hit the button for the garage. “What

“Nervous?” Mia asked, turning her big, dark eyes up to him. “A little,” he admitted. “Do any of your brothers own a firearm?” he asked, only half joking. Mia laughed and wrapped her arms around his waist. “No,” she replied, squeezing him tight. “Besides, it’s not my brothers you need to worry about, it’s Ma and you already won her over.” The very brief interaction he’d had with Mia’s mum had seemed to go well, although she’d had time to think things over and maybe she had changed her mind. “Come on,” Mia said, taking his hand and dragging him up the path to the front door. She didn’t knock, just opened the door and pulled him through into the small foyer. He could hear the sound of a sports program on the television in another room and smell something mouth-watering coming from the kitchen. “We’re here,” Mia called, dragging him toward the living room. Frankie and three other men stood arrayed in the arched doorway of the living room. Their legs

Dianna had enough trouble regulating her body temperature as it was without adding the complication of clothes to the mix. Sweat was not sexy, and with the humidity index predicting high seventies she couldn’t risk drowning in sweat while surrounded by her work colleagues. Thank god for t-shirt dresses. And cotton. Lovely, lovely cotton that was soft to the touch and breathed and was light enough not to aggravate her already aggravated body. The height of fashion? No, but it was comfortable. It skimmed the line of too casual, but the plain beige, knee-length dress was good enough for work, especially when she knew some of the programmers would come to work in sweatpants and tank tops. As for shoes, no way was she squeezing her feet into heels. Fuck that shit. She had a cute pair of slip-ons that would do the job. She loved a good stiletto as much as the next woman, and yes, her arse looked amazing when she wore them, but not today. Today was for comfort and convenience and f

"Nice of you to join us," Phil said as Dianna walked into the conference room. "I'm sorry?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and a quick look at her watch. She wasn't late, she was in fact a few minutes early. "Managed to come to work today, hey?" he said with a smarmy smile. "That's some sort of record, isn't it? Two entire weeks without a day off?" Dianna frowned. Phil wasn't her boss. They were on the same level of the organization structure but Phil thought that the very virtue of having a penis, automatically made him her superior, or really, the superior of any woman who worked at the company. Dianna really didn't understand why Mason kept him around. Mason had such a different philosophy and treated all his employees with respect and equality. "Oh, I'm sorry, am I supposed to let you know my schedule? I didn't realize you were working for human resources now." "The rest of the team can make it into the office every day, why can't you?" "Is my work e