All Chapters of I Hate you Mr. BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Connor"You know," I tell Evelyn as we ride the elevator down. "When I asked you to go bowling with me, I didn't think you'd agree. I was expecting to be turned down.""So, you could tease me about not having a social life or something to that effect?" She cuts in and shakes her head. "I know all of your tricks, Connor Everest. If you think I will allow you to taunt me, you have something else coming.""Plus," she shrugs, "I like bowling. It is the only recreational activity where you can picture the head of someone you don't like rolling down the lane and crashing against the pins."I know her words are empty threats, but I gulp audibly, which makes her laugh."I am not talking about you, don't worry."I exhale."Phew."The doors open, and we get out."Does that mean there are people more annoying than me in your life?" I question as we head through the lobby. "I wouldn't have thought so."Evelyn flashes me a look with her lips downturned in a so-you-know way. "I don't let people's a

Connor"I'm not embarrassed," she says firmly, but her eyes refuse to look into mine. "Far from it."I can tell she feels the same way, though, because if there is something Evelyn cannot hide, it's her body language. Leaning closer, I place my lips next to her ear."What do you say we forget golf? We can find someplace, you and I, to get things done."She moans softly."What do you say?" I repeat, nipping her earlobe.Evelyn nods. "Uhun."I kiss her ear and run my tongue down the side of her neck. When I feel her completely leaning against me, I retreat."What?" Her eyes fly open. "What—why?""Why what?" I feign ignorance.She looks puzzled, raising her hands and dropping them when she doesn't find the right words. But I keep up my act, watching her get all flustered. Although it's taking all of me to keep from taking her hand and ditching this place, it also pleases me to see that Evelyn wants me as badly as I crave her.My withdrawal is a tiny punishment for her denial."Aren't we

Evelyn"Hi," my chest is heaving as I stand in front of Connor's door at eight pm, holding the leash of my Golden Retriever, Bucky. "I'm sorry to come here at this time, but I need to ask for a favor.""What is it?" He responds in a concerned tone, but when he glances at my dog in uncertainty, I don't know if he's more worried about what could have brought me to his door at this time of the night or the dog."Can you watch Bucky for me? I'll be back to get him in the morning, but I just got a call from my mom's neighbor that she was rushed to the hospital. My dad is out of the country, so I need to go. But I can't leave my dog alone overnight."Connor exhales as he looks at Bucky, who has his tongue out and his tail wagging."I don't—why can't you keep him in your apartment for a few hours? Isn't he trained? I mean, you leave him at home when you go to work, right?"I bite my bottom lip, trying not to panic. "The truth is, I won't be back early. And I am guessing you have never owned

Connor"They bailed on us?""Yup," I respond, trying not to sound too eager as Evelyn shakes her head.It's been a week since we last saw each other, and when she called me last night saying that she was back, I had to physically restrain myself from going downstairs. I would have been there with a good reason—dropping off her dog.Yet I knew I wouldn't have been able to resist her. I'd hug her and kiss her, or something like that. Even now, with the black, thin strap maxi dress she has on, with the silver heels and matching earrings, I want to hurry up and get out of here so I can kiss her...and maybe take that dress off.Ken called when I was back at my apartment and asked if I would ask Evelyn to go on a double date—Mira's request. I wasted no time picking up the phone and fist-bumped the air silently when she agreed.An hour before meeting up at the restaurant—Evelyn had somewhere to be and decided to come on her own—the lovebirds canceled. I couldn't have been happier.She groans

ConnorWe stay there—my arms around Evelyn and her chest heaving—for a while. When she catches her breath sufficiently, she looks at me with a sulky pout."I was supposed to do that to you.""Do what?""You know, make you lose your mind or something like that. You weren't supposed to turn the tables."I laugh and kiss her. "You always make me lose my mind, Evelyn. That is who you are. Even when I'm giving you an orgasm, I'm the one who is getting the best bit because I can see you and feel you."She smacks her lips. "I guess. But I can feel you too."Her hand goes to my crotch, and I groan."Don't you think we should do something about that?" Evelyn suggests.I curse under my breath when she moves her cupped palm up and down, stroking me through my pants. The friction turns out to be delicious and painful at the same time."What do you say?""I was waiting for you," I respond.Evelyn gets to her feet. "I'm done now, so we better get on with it. I might not know everything in your apar