All Chapters of Accidentally His: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"I thought I was only visiting," I answered."Oh?" he sighed, his disappointment barely hidden.I could see the hurt in his eyes, but there wasn’t much I could do about it. Staying over wasn’t an option—I’d be in serious trouble with my father."Wait, but I thought yesterday you didn’t want me," I finally asked."Hm?" he replied, his brows slightly furrowing."What did you say?" he asked again, sitting down and looking at me intently."Oh no, it's okay," I replied quickly, hoping to brush it off.I felt his leg gently brush against mine under the table, sending a jolt through me. I jumped slightly, my breath hitching.“What’s wrong?” he asked as he poured himself some more wine“Oh, nothing, nothing.” I answered quickly. I knew I was probably ruining the dinner at that point. The tension in the air felt thick, and I hated that I was overthinking everything, second-guessing each little moment."So, I’m not pouring you some wine?" he asked, still holding the bottle of white wine, a pla

We kissed. Finally.His lips were soft, smooth, and warm against mine—an effortless blend of passion and control. He kissed like a man who had done this before, who knew exactly what he was doing. And I melted into it, savouring every second.Unfortunately, that familiar sour, slightly burning taste of wine crept back into my mouth, but it didn't matter.Bash had the best lips.I hated to admit it, but he kissed better than Russo. Or maybe it was just different—where Russo was rough and passionate, Bash was soft and deliberate, his touch sending slow, teasing shivers down my spine. It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a contrast, a new kind of intoxication.We continued to kiss, deeper and longer, until the world around us blurred into nothing. But then it hit me—among the long list of experiences that made him such a good kisser, Roni was one of them.The thought burned through me like ice, snapping me back to reality.I pulled away suddenly, my chest rising and falling with heavy breaths,

It was a vulnerable moment, one that made my heart race in a way I had never experienced before. The cool air brushed against my skin, making me hyper-aware of everything—his gaze, the way his fingers traced along my thigh, the anticipation pooling in my stomach.I had never been this bare in front of anyone. Not like this. Not in a way that made me feel both exposed and electrified at the same time."It’s barely hairy," he murmured with a smile, his gaze warm.I felt my cheeks heat up instantly. Of all the things he could have said at that moment, that was what he chose. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh, be embarrassed, or kick him for ruining the tension.“You’re ridiculous,” I muttered, covering my face with my hands.He chuckled, his fingers gently pulling my hands away. “I mean it in a good way,” he said, his voice softer now. “You’re beautiful.”I felt heat rise to my cheeks and shifted awkwardly, wanting to divert his attention. So, I cupped his face, pulling him closer as I pres

"Okay..." Joey kept exclaiming in shock as I scrambled to grab the towel from the floor.I quickly wrapped the towel around myself, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I could not believe that, in just a matter of minutes, both of them had seen me completely naked.“What is going on here?” Joey questioned, her voice full of confusion.“Uhm—” I froze, my mind racing to find an explanation, but my words just wouldn’t come out.I glanced over at Bash, who was standing there, looking just as embarrassed for me as I was for myself. His face had turned a shade of red, and his eyes avoided mine, clearly uncomfortable with the situation unfolding.“I am confused,” Joey said, her voice loud enough to echo through the hallway, completely oblivious to the volume.“Shh!” Bash hissed, his eyes wide with panic. “You are going to wake Mom up, and then this is going to turn into a whole chaotic situation.”“So, Mom does not know about any of this?” Joey asked, her voice still carrying more than it

Bash dropped me off at the junction, claiming he was a little too worried to take me all the way to my door. I rolled my eyes but didn’t argue. Instead, I sighed, grabbed my bag, and hopped out of the car. The early morning sun was already beaming down. As he drove off, I stood there for a moment, watching his car disappear around the corner. Then, with a deep breath, I adjusted my dress and started the rest of the walk home, my mind still lingering on the night before.I kind of felt angry because there was a sudden change in mood. After everything that happened the night before—the way he held me, the way he kissed me—it had all felt so perfect. But now, it was like he had flipped a switch. He barely looked at me when I got out of the car, and he didn’t even give me a small peck on the lips.I tried to brush it off, telling myself he was just in a hurry, but the disappointment still lingered. It felt like I had been pushed aside like I was just another part of his routine. My stoma