Willow didn’t want to go on a date at all. She just wanted to prevent Jasper from sending her upstairs.
She was racking her brains, trying to come up with an excuse that would allow them to part ways here instead of letting Jasper go upstairs.
Then, she heard him ask what kind of date.
Willow faked a smile and said, “I’m good with any kind.”
Jasper stood over 6 feet tall while Willow was a little over 5 feet. She barely reached his shoulders, so she seemed tiny in comparison to him.
Jasper looked down at Willow’s charming smile.
She was grinning without showing teeth. Her eyebrows curved slightly as her doe eyes stared straight at him. The lights from the lampposts seemed to dance in her eyes and her dainty red lips pulled him in.
She looked so pure and alluring.
Jasper’s throat tightened at just a mere smile of hers.
He made a call and ordered, “Reserve a room. I want a presidential suite.”
His voice was low and magnetic.
It violently tugged at Willow’s heartstrings.
Willow stopped her fake smile and asked in shock, “Why are you reserving a room?”
After Jasper hung up, his eyes darkened as he lifted her chin. He answered seductively, “It’s a date.”
Willow internally shuddered. She wasn’t imagining things at all.
He was indeed reserving the room for that purpose.
Willow frightfully let his hand go and backed away to put some distance in between them. She said nervously, “Mr. Hughes, have you never been on a date before? Dates don’t require rooms.”
Jasper’s gaze darkened. “Are you experienced in dating?”
His chilling aura became colder than the night breeze, threatening to freeze her to her core.
Willow stiffened and became conscious of her breathing as she tried to explain, “That’s not what I meant. I just wanted to have coffee. I told you before that there’s a cafe in my area that serves great coffee. I thought you would remember…”
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