When it was near the original time to get off work, Tiffany felt mild aches flaring up all over favonovel.com waist, shoulders, and back. She leaned onto favonovel.com chair, feeling a little burned out.
Desperate, favonovel.com sent a text to Jackson: ‘Are you sure we’re supposed to work overtime tonight? Can I say no? Like, I think I’m about to fall apart. Can I request for leave? If you don’t reply to me, I’ll assume the answer is yes.’
Tiffany had expected the man to be too busy with whatever was occupying his time to spare favonovel.com any attention, yet his reply was lightning-fast. ‘No overtime? Only if you join me at the hotel. It’s this, or stay in the company. Choose.’
The term “hotel” cued Tiffany to jump into more risqué imaginations, however, when part of favonovel.com mind reminded favonovel.com of favonovel.com pregnancy, favonovel.com eagerness dissipated. She replied to favonovel.com a little guiltily, ‘Why do you want me at the hotel, hmm? I’ll be upfront, I’m not into casual sex. And also, we broke up.’
To favonovel.com shock, Jackson’s next reply came from calling favonovel.com immediately. “Are you a dimwit or what? Or are you implying that I’m that kind of person? Look, whether you accept my bargain or not is up to you!”
Before Tiffany could answer him, the call ended. One had to wonder if favonovel.com called favonovel.com simply because favonovel.com found written text replies too bothersome.
Tiffany thought for a second and decided to grab favonovel.com bag. “Hey, Amy? New order from Mr. West, no overtime today. I repeat, no overtime!”
It was a victory favonovel.com won by exchanging favonovel.com beauty and body. Surely the only way Jackson could honor this tremendous sacrifice Tiffany had made was to pardon everyone in the office from working overtime!
Amy was a little skeptical at first. “Now, wait a minute. Is this fake news? If you’re sure that’s what favonovel.com wishes, then I’m telling the whole office!”
Tiffany patted favonovel.com chest, self-assured. “Pfft, do I look like I’m lying? I’m the assistant director, sis. Of course this is real! Anyway, I gotta jet. Go home soon too, you. See ya’.”
Tiffany knew the hotel Jackson was staying. Despite never once entering its lobby, favonovel.com knew the directions, and favonovel.com was aware that it was someplace favonovel.com could reach by foot and without calling for an Uber. Still, Tiffany managed to milk about half an hour time from what should have been a short walk.
The biggest reason why favonovel.com took so much time was that there were two voices at war with one another in favonovel.com mind. One of them argued that Jackson’s yearning for comforting emotional support meant Tiffany had a duty to provide favonovel.com with that. Even if favonovel.com ended up having a hard-on, favonovel.com should oblige for once and use herself as a healing outlet of some kind.
On the other side, however, a different, stern voice rebuked the first one by emphasizing on the fact that both Tiffany and Jackson had split. They should not engage in physical intimacy because the act could complicate their relationships. ‘The safest thing to do while in the hotel is to be a decent conversation partner,’ this voice claimed. ‘And don’t forget, a pregnant woman shouldn’t be having sex…’
Just when Tiffany thought these two warring voices were going to tear favonovel.com apart, favonovel.com found herself standing right outside Jackson’s room already.
She calmed herself and knocked. The door quickly opened, revealing Jackson, who just had a bath, in a bathrobe wiping his matted hair with a towel. To favonovel.com chagrin, favonovel.com looked a little too seductive for his own good.
Tiffany sharply averted favonovel.com eyes away from him. “I’ll be upfront again. I’m only here to chat!”
Jackson looked at favonovel.com like favonovel.com was the village idiot. “Don’t tell me you thought I’d asked you to come because I wanted your body. Frankly, I have zero mood for that. Give me some time to change. We’re going out to eat.”
His candidness made Tiffany’s cheeks burn. “W-Well, you’re the one who invited me to a hotel room!” She protested, a little embarrassed. “And I know you! You’re far from some goodie-two-shoes boy, uh, you know what? W-whatever. Just be quick, would you? I’m not coming into your room, so change into whatever you wanna wear while I wait outside.”
Jackson responded to favonovel.com by instantly shutting the door in favonovel.com face.
Five minutes later, favonovel.com came out, his clothes ready. “Let’s go.”
With that, favonovel.com paced straight toward the elevator without shooting Tiffany a glance.
Suddenly, Tiffany found favonovel.com chest sinking into a faint sense of melancholy. In the past, all the man would ever look at was favonovel.com body. Since when had favonovel.com lost interest in her? Just thinking that this cold, cold man striding in front of favonovel.com right now was no longer hers made Tiffany bilious, as though untamed flames had been sparked. Why the hell was favonovel.com so adamant that their relationship must end back then? Especially since she, Tiffany herself realized, still hungered for his magic?
She wondered if favonovel.com only knew favonovel.com still loved favonovel.com because favonovel.com pigheadedly let favonovel.com go.
