As he approached, Abigail leaned further back. She almost squeezed herself against the seat back. It was so quiet in the car that they could hear them breathing.
Liam just wanted to tease her at first, but the closer look at her lips dyed red by the wine and her sparkling and alluring eyes played on his heartstrings.
He felt an urge to kiss her...
Abigail gazed at him. 'Holy sh*t! This man is still as flirtatious as before!".
In the next second, Abigail opened the car door and jumped off. "Mr. Jones, thank you for dropping me off. Bye."
Failing to get what he wanted, Liam was unhappy, but he could not show it obviously.
But seeing how nervous and flustered Abigail was, he felt relieved a little. "Well, don't you wanna invite me to your house for a cup of tea?"
"Mr. Jones, I'm sorry. I don't drink tea, so I don't have any tea at home. Take care on your way back." Abigail said with a smile, standing outside the car window.
"I'm also OK with coffee."
"I just came back from abroad and my house is in a mess. I don't even know if the water is available, not to mention coffee. I hope you can understand, Mr. Jones." Abigail said with a determined smile.
Apparently, she meant that Liam was not invited. As a smart man, Liam got her point immediately.
Liam smiled, "OK, it's late. I'll go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Abigail said, "Mr. Jones, drive safe."
Knowing her urge to kick him off hidden behind the calm look on her face, Liam wanted to tear off her disguise.
But he seemed to see no fun of doing that.
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