Page 23 of Fake for 7 days

That wouldn't end well.

The thought of Abigail didn't arouse the slightest desire in me. I'd much rather think about the woman who had crashed into my car.

Isabella Abbott.

That's how she had introduced herself. At the memory of her eyes, her face, and her figure, my cock began to throb slightly.

Carter! Focus on what's happening here.

There was indeed music playing here, and it was getting louder, just like the girls. I briefly glanced diagonally behind me. There seemed to be more and more girls as well.

"I see you're thinking about it. That pleases me, Carter. You know, Minny and I would be delighted by nothing more than a happy reunion between you and Abigail." Minny was Abigail's mother and Donovan's wife. "It's very close to all our hearts. We want you to be happy," Donovan added.

You want shit. You want to get rid of Abigail. If I'm stuck with her again, you won't have to take care of her anymore.

I shook my head.

"You really want to make the future of your company dependent on me getting back together with your daughter...?" I didn't finish my sentence.

"Family comes first, Carter," Donovan said unctiously.

Abigail must be putting on quite a bit of pressure. Donovan had never been the type to care about his family. Minny always had his back in everything and otherwise let him do what he wanted. Actually, the ideal marriage.

Donovan looked at his watch. "I have to leave soon, Carter. I expect your answer by tomorrow."

I expect your answer by tomorrow.

The guy didn't seriously believe he could pressure me, did he?

No.

That was out of the question.

I had to find another way to get the contract. Donovan Hayden Ellesmere was on the board of directors of Elecar Corporation. But he wasn't the only one whose word mattered in the company. There were other important people, and I would find them and convince them of my product.

"If you're in such a hurry, I won't keep you any longer," I replied and stood up.

Donovan nodded to me. "Make the best decision for your company, Carter."

Now he even thought he could lecture me?

The vein at my temple swelled dangerously. My hands clenched into fists. If I didn't get out of here right now, I would give Donovan Hayden Ellesmere a piece of my mind. Who did he think he was?

Nobody just gave Carter Jenkins lectures and tried to show him how to live his life!

Nobody!

No matter what was at stake!

At that moment, someone put their hand on my arm from behind. A slender hand. A woman's hand. And this touch felt extremely pleasant. More than just pleasant.

"What are you doing here?" A joyfully surprised exclamation. A melodious voice that didn't sound familiar to me at all. Or did it?

I turned around and caught a glimpse of a pair of brown eyes. Dark hair. But before I could see more, I only registered one thing: A pair of lips pressing against mine. Soft. Promising. With a slight taste of orange. The scent that now surrounded me matched it. A light citrus note.

The woman, whose identity I still didn't know, was kissing me.

Her hand slid up to my shoulder, and as if on autopilot, my arms wrapped around her body, pressing it against me.

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