Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 197

Huff... huff...

The wind and rain crashed through the open window, carrying in the heat of his ragged, desperate breaths.

She’d only ever seen him this out of breath during one kind of situation, and this definitely wasn’t it.

“Still hurting?” His voice was tight, almost shaky.

Emmy shook her head, fighting back tears. All she wanted was to reach out and hold him.

But the moment she stretched out her hand, he gently pushed it away.

“It’s pouring out,” he said, his voice low. “Climb over to the front seat.”

She scrambled over without arguing, clumsy but obedient.

James slid into the driver’s seat right after her, yanking off his soaking wet black T-shirt in one swift motion. His toned chest and arms were suddenly right in front of her in the dim light, every muscle perfectly defined, radiating this raw, masculine energy that made the whole car feel smaller.

He twisted his shirt, wringing out the water, then ran it over his face and hair, not caring at all about being rough.

“From now on, I’m watching you eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. No more skipping meals.”

Emmy sniffled, glancing at him.

“You didn’t have to come out here. It’s freezing. Now you’re all wet.”

James shot her a look, his voice gruff and low.

“If I didn’t come, were you planning to block the whole road all night?”

He glanced at her thin dress and frowned. “You knew it’d get cold tonight. Why are you dressed like that? If you catch a cold, I’m not taking care of you.”

But even while he was scolding her, he reached over and cranked the heat up to max.

Warm air rushed out, swirling with the scent of rain and his body, filling the car with a comfort that made Emmy’s heart flutter.

Without thinking, she reached over and held his cold hand, the one resting on the gearshift.

She didn’t say anything, just rubbed her palm over his, trying to warm him up.

James stiffened. Then, quietly, he turned his hand over and wrapped her smaller one in his big, rough palm, holding her tight.

He drove one-handed, inching along in the traffic, refusing to let go.

Emmy leaned back in the seat, her hand engulfed in his. Warmth spread through her, from her palm to her chest, all the way to her stomach.

For the first time in forever, she felt totally safe.

Like as long as he was here, nothing could hurt her. Not even if the world came crashing down.

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