After some time, he raised his hand to her face, a self-satisfied grin spreading.
âFeeling uncomfortable?â
Nicole noticed the water on his fingertips and retorted furiously, âHave you lost your mind?â
Jarrodâs alluring dark eyes mirrored Nicoleâs enraged, flushed cheeks.
He appeared delighted.
âJust for you.
â It was a torment born of desire, an insomniacâs curse, a love etched in his bonesâ¦
Jarrod yearned daily to reverse time, gain another opportunity to cherish Nicole properly and sustain her affection.
Observing his smug expression, Nicole clenched her teeth.
âAnyone would respond.
Donât overestimate yourself.
â
Feigning indifference to conceal her embarrassment, she huffed.
âSo what? I could visit a club and meet someone.
They might even surpass you in skill.
â
âIâll learn,â Jarrod responded, biting her lip.
âIâll ensure I surprise you daily.
â
âJarrod Schultz!â Nicole was genuinely angry, calling him by his full name.
âWhat kind of fantasy is this? There wonât be another chance!â
âI make you happy, so you should reciprocate, right?â Jarrod, pretending to be rational, replied.
Nicole was rendered speechless.
âs BunnyBookery He leaned in again, and she averted her head.
With the driver still present, she despised his behavior, her eyes brimming with tears.
It reminded her of the past when he had done similar things, right in front of others⦠It was a thrill for him, but for Nicole, it was pure humiliation.
âWhatâs wrong?â Jarrod aske d softly.
Nicole turned to face him.
âAre you trying to humiliate me?â
Jarrod saw her expression and finally understood.
Though he had dr@ped his jacket over her, masking his teasing from the driverâs view, the sounds couldnât be completely concealed.
The driver Likely had an idea of what was happening.
However, his drivers were impeccably trained and never inclined to intrude on the backseat.
Everything said in the car would remain confidential, never to be disclosed.
Jarrod believed he had exercised ample discretion, yet Nicole perceived it no differently than if they were in public.
Raising the partition, Jarrod offered his apologies.
âSorry, I failed to consider that.
Rest assured about the driver.
He wonât utter a single word.
â
Nicole averted her gaze, steadfast in her refusal to meet his eyes.
Bound by his tie, her hands exacerbated her sense of despair.
Jarrod embraced her, gently undoing the knot around her wrists.
âPlease donât be angry.
I promise not to repeat this Nicole found herself taken aback by his statement.
After all, once a man became aroused, it proved challenging to halt the momentum.
The conspicuous physical alterations in him were impossible for her to overlook.
â
Remaining skeptical, she observed him closely.
However, he stayed true to his promise, refraining from further advances until they exited the car, displaying significantly improved behavior.
However, his arousal showed no signs of diminishing.