Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games novel Chapter 139

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Chapter 139

“She’s moving?”

“Yeah, I think so. I’m not sure where, but her smells getting further ***Y

“Dammit. I bet she’s going out the window, I should the her up and heat some sense for he

I growled. It was so unexpected it shocked me and Kyle both “Sorry, I quickly apologist

He just grinned. “No worries. That’s the first absolute sign of rating my sites the can get the laughed. “Can’t tell you how many growls escaped me since Kelsey entered my world that sear But I’d say it’s time. I’ll explain to the family, and you get going. If you aren’t in that car before her she will leave you.”

I nodded and shook his hand. “Thanks, Kyle. I promise I’ll take care of her.”

“Wouldn’t be sending you along if I thought otherwise.”

I turned to leave.

“Patrick?”

“Yeah?”

“Merry Christmas.”

I smiled and nodded back to him, “Merry Christmas, Kyle.”

Closing the front door behind me, I quickly moved to Elise’s car and climbed into the passenger’s seat and waited

Elise

I did feel genuinely guilty for taking the coward’s route once again. I climbed through L. window and dropped to the ground. All my bags were already in the car. I would have gone say goodbye if the circumstances had been any different. With Patrick sitting at my family table, it wasn’t the time to open that can of worms. Plus, I was still pissed at Kyle and didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of lining up an escort. I would be just fine on my own.

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I quickly snuck around the house, careful to avoid the windows, and ran for my car after I reached the front of the building. I had been smelling Patrick O’Connell for the last hour and his scent was driving me mad. I just had to get away. I jumped into the driver’s seat home free, slammed the door shut, and froze.

His scent was so strong it overwhelmed me. With eyes about to pop out of my head, I turned to my right, facing the one person I had desperately avoided so well all these months.

“Hello Elise, I’m Patrick.”

I sighed, trying to pull myself together at this shocking turn of events. “Get out, I’m leaving.”

He eyed me curiously. “I know, I’m your escort for the trip. Didn’t Kyle tell you?”

At that point I was just angry. “Get out, Patrick, I don’t have time for this.”

“I’m not going anywhere, love. Or at least anywhere without you.” He smiled what other women would certainly call a “panty melting smile” and I knew I was in trouble, but at that moment I was still more pissed at Kyle and way more than a little in shock at coming face–to–face with Patrick, so I put the car in reverse and drove off.

“Suit yourself,” I mumbled.

We drove in complete silence. Never in any dream or thought of the inevitable moment I would

meet Patrick O’Connell did I envision this. I should have been a nervous wreck with his close

proximity alone. I wasn’t. I should have been furious at Kyle for setting this up. I wasn’t. I felt more relaxed and at peace, being enveloped in his scent, than I had been in probably my entire life.

I had been driving for over an hour. We were already well out of Westin territory and I had absolutely no clue as to what to do about the situation. He just sat there in complete silence. The radio hadn’t even been turned on. I had been lost in thought and overwhelmed with shock, but what

was his excuse?

I chanced a look and this time noticed right away he was wearing the shirt I had given him. It looked

good on him. Really good.

“I knew you’d look good in that shirt,” I said aloud, and then quickly averted my eyes 1 road. I knew I was blushing.

I could see him grinning in my peripheral vision. “The watch, too.” He held up his left arm, showing off the watch I had bought for him. “They were a wonderful surprise this morning. Best Christmas I’ve had in years.”

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