His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 379

The moment he answered, a pathetic wail blasted through the speaker. "Boss! If you guys made up, why didn't you give me a heads-up?! Do you have any idea how it feels to walk into a completely gutted apartment?! Where the hell am I supposed to sleep tonight?!"

Archer grimaced, pulling the phone away from his ear. He was about to hang up, but Virginia reached her hand out.

Reluctantly, he passed it over.

"Miles," she sighed, rubbing her temples. "Just grab a hotel for the night. I'll cover the bill."

Hanging up, she tossed the phone back to him and vanished into the bathroom. When she emerged, she was bundled up in a highly conservative, long-sleeved silk pajama set.

She pulled back the covers on her side and leaned against the headboard.

Seeing his opening, Archer bolted for the shower, scrubbing down in record time before climbing into bed beside her.

Except the invisible wall between them felt as wide as a canyon.

Perhaps overwhelmed by the awkward silence, Virginia grabbed her phone and, on a whim, booted up the puzzle game.

Glancing at her friends list, she noticed the solid black avatar belonging to "G"—who was always logged on—was grayed out and offline.

Frowning, a sudden flash of disappointment hit her.

She tapped into solo mode and loaded up a new level.

Archer casually leaned against the headboard with a business magazine, but his peripheral vision was entirely locked on the woman beside him.

She was glued to the screen, her delicate fingers swiping back and forth, a tiny crease forming between her brows.

"Virginia, it's late..." he murmured, tossing the magazine aside. Pretending to just shift his weight, he loosened the belt of his bathrobe, putting his impossibly chiseled abs and sharp obliques on full display.

Virginia didn't even blink in his direction. "Go to sleep."

Archer glared at her intensely focused profile, completely thoroughly offended.

She would rather obsess over a stupid mobile game and wait for some random internet stranger than roll over and cuddle with him!

He didn't even realize he was actively getting jealous of himself.

Archer leaned in close, bracing his powerful arm right next to her thigh.

"Stuck?" he asked, his voice low and vibrating, his hot breath brushing against the shell of her ear.

She turned her head, suddenly realizing how insanely close they were. His nose was practically brushing her cheek.

"You play this?" she asked.

Archer's gaze dropped straight to her flushed lips.

"Yeah." He swallowed hard. "Was it hard?"

Before she could answer, he ducked his head, brushing his lips against her earlobe before taking it between his teeth.

"Virginia, promise me you'll never move out again. Let's just be good together, okay?"

She twisted her head away, trying to shove him back.

But he suddenly gripped her chin, forcefully tilting her face up as he crashed his mouth down on hers.

The kiss was feral, laced with raw punishment and an overwhelming, desperate hunger.

He forced her lips apart, diving deep, greedily plundering every ounce of breath from her lungs.