Still You Still Me Still Falling novel Chapter 143

Especially in such a confined space, the clean, cool scent of his cologne easily brought back vivid memories of their past intimacy.

Back then, she had loved the way he smelled.

Whenever they were in the car, he would roll up the privacy partition, turning the backseat into their own secluded world.

He would grip her waist and pull her onto his lap, making her straddle him.

They had already crossed that physical boundary back then, and were deeply, intoxicatingly in love.

She hadn't been shy about it either. She'd wrap her arms around his neck, bury her face against his collarbone, and breathe him in deeply.

"What are you doing?" he would ask, laughing as he cradled the back of her head. "You're like a little puppy."

"You smell good," she'd murmur, inhaling deeply and pressing kisses to his skin. "Edmond, you smell so incredibly good."

He would gently squeeze the back of her neck, trying to put a little distance between them. "If you don't want us to do it right here in the car... you better behave."

There was a driver and a bodyguard sitting right in the front.

No matter how private the backseat was, she could never bring herself to go that far.

Her face would flush bright red. "I was just smelling you! Who said anything about doing that?"

"Baby, you might just be smelling me, but I can't take it... touch this..." he'd groan.

She hadn't even needed to touch him.

She was sitting right on his lap.

She could already feel exactly how aroused he was.

She'd try to scramble off him, but he wouldn't let her move.

He would end up kissing her until she melted into a breathless puddle in his arms.

By the time they reached the garage, he had to carry her out of the car.

The moment they got inside the house, he hadn't even waited to make it to the bedroom. He had pressed her against the front door and taken her right there.

The sweeter the memories of their past were, the more painfully they pierced her heart now.

Sheila shifted a little closer to the car door.

They had once been so inseparable, completely intertwined with one another.

And now, she just wanted to get as far away from him as humanly possible.

Edmond took in all her subtle, defensive movements.

She couldn't believe her own ears. "You want me to... what?"

"I said, be my personal life assistant for a month," Edmond repeated. "Don't worry, it won't interfere with your job. I'll pick you up from work every evening. You'll come home with me and take care of my daily needs."

"Edmond, you are seriously..." She couldn't even find the words to describe him.

"Those are my terms."

"Given our history, do you honestly think it's appropriate for me to be your life assistant?"

"What's inappropriate about it?"

"People will easily get the wrong idea," she argued. "What are you thinking? You have a family now, you have a kid... I can't do this."

"I should be asking what you are thinking. It's just a life assistant. Why would anyone misunderstand? Or is it that you have some ulterior motives yourself, which is why you assume everyone else will think that way?"

She knew exactly what game he was playing.

But there was no way she could accept such a ridiculous demand.

"You know I'm not good at taking care of people. Asking me to be your life assistant won't just cause misunderstandings... you're just doing this to humiliate me, aren't you?"

He let out a sharp, angry laugh. "I want to humiliate you?"