My “Escort” Boss Chapter 07
That Woman That Night… Was It Really You?
That night, because we achieved excellent results at the World Police and Fire Games, the department held a grand celebration banquet.
I didn’t plan to drink much, because Darren–the sheriff who had just broken my heart–was also there.
He looked distracted, even as if he were drinking to drown something. What I didn’t know was that just a few hours earlier, he had gone through a ridiculous
farce at his luxury villa. Mary, dressed in a sexy red nightgown, had tried to force herself on him, only to be coldly restrained with a belt and left behind with the words, “You crossed the line,” before he walked out in anger.
But I knew none of that.
All I saw was Theresa walking toward me with a full glass of alcohol, a smile so fake it made my skin crawl.
“Come on, Nora! You’re the star tonight. No one leaves sober!”
Without giving me a chance to refuse, she shoved the glass into my hand. There was a strange glint in her eyes that I couldn’t quite read.
I wanted to refuse, but my coworkers were all cheering. I tipped my head back and swallowed the brning liquid.
That was the last thing I remembered.
When I came to again, the world was spinning.
Everything around me was dark, but I could feel the soft bed beneath me, and… a body beside me, radiating intense heat. The door opened, a strip of light flashed in, and then a figure staggered in and collapsed onto the bed, landing right next to me.
Even through the haze of alcohol, the scent was far too familiar. Cool cedar mixed with strong alcohol. I blinked my eyes open groggily and, by the light of the moon outside the window, made out the face beside me. A sharp nose bridge, tightly pressed lips, and brows faintly furrowed even in sleep.
Alcohol short–circuited my brain. Time seemed to blur and overlap, dragging me back to that crazy night.
I let out a silly giggle and, without thinking, reached out to touch the firm chest beneath his shirt.
“Hehe… nice feel…” I gave it a squeeze, as if appraising merchandise. “Have you been training again? Feels harder than last time…”
The man beside me snapped his eyes open.
Darren grabbed the hand I was roaming over him. His usually icy eyes were now shot through with red, his voice hoarse and dangerous.
“Look at me carefully. Do you know who I am?”
I flinched at his shout, but the alcohol gave me courage. Not only did I not retreat, I used the momentum to flip over, straddling his waist like a shameless thug. I cupped his face and leaned in to inspect him, my nose almost touching his.
“I didn’t get it wrong…” I hiccupped, grinning innocently. “Male escort. Why are you here again?”
Darren’s body went rigid, like stone.
“You just called me what?” His voice was filled with shock, as if he’d heard an alien language.
“Shh-” I pressed a finger to his lips and whispered conspiratorially. “Don’t be loud. You’re really handsome, but I’m a police officer… I can’t let people know I hired an escort. But since you’re already here.
I lowered my head, my lips brushing past his throat.
In that instant, I felt his breathing turn ragged. He suddenly flipped us over. The world spun, and our positions reversed. He pinned me beneath him, his gaze dark and unreadable, as if he were about to devour me.
“That woman that night…” he murmured in a low voice, trembling with disbelief.
“Was it really you?”