Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 220

James froze in the middle of pulling up his pants, his strong waist and abs suddenly tense.

His dark eyes flickered, but he didn’t rush, just sat back down on the toilet like he had all the time in the world.

The next second, he spoke, voice low and purposefully weak, a little rough around the edges.

“My arm… it just gave out, all of a sudden.”

Emmy pushed the door open without warning.

The moment she took in the scene, she stopped dead.

James was sitting right there, pants bunched around his knees, his long, muscular legs completely exposed.

Emmy spun around so fast her hair whipped behind her, her face instantly flaming red, ears burning so hot they could probably fry an egg.

James caught sight of her tiny, blushing ear and raised an eyebrow, looking amused and way too relaxed.

Steve was always saying guys should play up their weaknesses if they want to get closer to their girlfriends. James used to think that was a lame move.

But seeing Emmy like this, he suddenly felt completely justified. Actually, he thought she looked so cute it almost hurt.

Trying to sound normal, Emmy asked, “What… what’s wrong with you?”

James put on his weak, husky act again. “I think I hurt my arm too. I can’t lift anything. My pants… can you help me pull them up?”

How is that even supposed to work?!

Emmy was losing it inside, but she still inched her way over, step by awkward step.

She squeezed her eyes shut and reached out blindly, only for her fingers to bump into the warm, solid muscle of his thigh.

She jerked back like she’d touched a live wire.

But right then, James grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand to his waistband, holding her there.

Emmy froze.

That grip didn’t feel weak at all.

Before she could think, James gave a little tug and she landed right in his lap.

His chest pressed against her back, his breath warm on her neck.

He looked down at her, watching her lashes flutter like a panicking baby deer, and let out a low, teasing laugh.

“You’ve touched me everywhere before. Getting shy now?”

“Who’s shy? I’m not shy,” she snapped, chin high in defiance. “I just don’t want to jinx you, that’s all!”

James arched his brow, his breath hot against her ear.

“I’m your husband. If seeing your own husband could jinx you, every woman in the world would be blind.”

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