Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Stanley froze for a moment
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Wendy lay beneath him, her silky black hair cascading over the crimson bedspread–a shade specifically chosen by Glinda for their wedding room. The red accentuated the creamy fairness of her skin, making her appear luminous, almost ethereal.
There was an air of sensuality about the scene, but the thought of her lying like this beneath another man….
Stanley s fists clenched involuntarily
He had intended to clarify that the delivery last night was medicine not a man But as the words reached his lips they refused to
come out.
Wendy’s cold gaze met his. “Move.”
She had ordered him to move
Stanley didn t budge
Frustrated, Wendy began to struggle. The memory of him bringing Jessica into his private wing last night flashed through her mind, and it made her recoil from even the slightest physical contact with him.
“Stanley, get off me! After spending the night with Jessica, did you even bother to clean yourself?”
Stanley stiffened in silence
In one swift motion he pinned Wendy s hands above her head and issued a cold warning Wendy stop moving
However, Wendy had no intention of listening to him. She struggled even harder, her lithe, delicate frame twisting like a slippery little water snake beneath his firm, muscular body. The thin fabric between them made every movement seem dangerously
intimate.
Stanley’s mind was thrown back to the night before, to the way she had seductively clung to him, teasing him with her lips and
tongue. That memory, coup
with her current proximity, stoked an unwelcome heat within him. His gaze darkened, tinged with
a hint of desire.
Wendy sensed the shift almost immediately She froze her wide watery eyes staring at him in disbelief Are you
Stanley swore under his breath and released her sitting up abruptly No
Wendy s at up as well still eyeing him suspiciously But
Stanley cut her off with a cold glance Wendy the only reason you re this angry is because I spent last night with Jessica instead of staying with you isn t it What were you thinking Did you honestly believe I d touch you
Wendy s face turned pale his words cutting like a blade She stood up her expression icy
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“If that’s the case , then why do you care what kind of men I spend time with?”
Stanley s face darkened You
Sensing his anger Wendy smiled coolly Let me know when it s time to finalize the divorce Until then feel free to play around
outside I ll do the same We ll each have our fun
As she turned to leave, a thought seemed to strike her. Her bright, clear eyes landed briefly on Stanley’s lips, and she smirked.
“Oh, and Mr. Hawk, maybe practice your kissing skills when you have some free time . Are you sure you even know how to kiss?”
With that, she walked out, leaving him behind.
She was con
gone .
Stanley sat on the edge of the bed, his broad chest heaving with suppressed rage. A storm of anger and gloom clouded his usually
composed demeanor casting a dark shadow over him
“That damned woman ! ‘
What was wrong with his kissing skills ?
Why did she keep bringing it up?
Stanley let out a bitter laugh. He knew exactly what she was doing–it was all part of her game, a ploy to provoke him into kissing.
her again Just like when she insinuated he wasn t capable
Her tricks hadn t changed
Stanley reminded himself that Wendy was nothing more than a pretty face devoid of substance She wasn t the kind of woman he
was interested in Any momentary attraction he had toward her was purely physical nothing more than the natural response of
normal man.
Just then his phone rang interrupting his spiraling thoughts
The melodic ringtone indicated it was Jessica calling
Stanley s expression softened slightly as he answered Jessica
Her cheerful voice immediately came through. “Stanley! Hurry up and join us at the bar. Nathan just got back from overseas, and we’re celebrating! Did you forget about his welcome party?”