The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 815

His voice got louder, causing Dorothy's brows to furrow deeply.

"Keep it down, will you?"

Everett took a deep breath, convincing himself not to continue this pointless argument with a drunk.

Patiently, he wrapped his arms around her, soothing her like he would his daughter, gently stroking her hair.

"Be a good girl. Drink this hangover cure, and you'll feel much better. Then get some sleep. The kids are looking forward to playing with you tomorrow."

Perhaps it was the tenderness in his voice that did it, but Dorothy suddenly rolled over, pinning Everett to the bed; her arms encircled his neck and she nuzzled him like a kitten.

This gesture conjured a memory.

Back in the days at Swevia Country, Dorothy would always climb into bed and nuzzled him after he finished work and took his evening shower. It seemed like in this moment, she was absolutely certain that the man she was holding was indeed Everett.

"Ready to sleep?"

Everett rested his chin on her forehead, his arm encircling her waist.

"Mhm," her discomfort was still evident through her muffled voice.

Everett turned to place the already open bottle of hangover cure on the nightstand. But as he turned back, the woman in his arms had already begun to tug at her clothes.

"You hot?"

"Help me take this off... Everett... help me... I can't find the buttons..."

Dorothy's voice was a shaky mix of frustration and annoyance, clearly at odds with the elusive buttons.

She was drunk, and her actions needed no reason.

But Everett was just a man! A man who hadn't indulged himself in quite some time.

With each word, Everett's voice grew huskier with a heavy rasp, "Let me go, and I'll help you change into your nightgown."

"I don't want you to go..."

Dorothy's drunken speech was petulant, even her irritation sounding almost like coaxing.