Billionaire's Accidental Wife

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 “Yes but not tonight, maybe tomorrow,” Dave said, shifting in his heels. The thought of him

leaving without any intimate contact is driving Chelsea crazy. And I may just find myself running after

him. I wait with bated breath for him to continue.

“Actually. I booked a room for a few days at a nearby hotel. I’d really like to see you tomorrow, Chelsea.

Is that’s okay? I want to talk more about us.” I stare at him like a young child opening presents on

Christmas morning. “Sure, I would like that,” I say, releasing the smile I can no longer contain. “There’s

a great place just down the street where we can go for lunch.” He grins. “Sounds great. I’ll pick you up

around 11?” “Sounds good.” “Okay, well, have a good night’s sleep, Chelsea.”

“Goodnight, Dave.” I closed the door behind him and leaned back against it. My heart is giddy and my

hands are shaky. He wants to talk about us? As in our relationship? Now that I am face to-face with the

reality of how much I want and miss him, it scares me. Last night, when thoughts of him kept me

awake, that was just a glimpse into the feelings I have kept buried for so long. But who could blame

me? Everything about our lives screams that we should stay as far away from each other as possible.

But… my heart has other ideas. It was so easy to be mad at him when I found out about the contract.

But now that he’s in front of me, with his tall, regal-like frame, tanned skin, and ruggedly handsome

appearance, I want nothing more than for him to devour me. I yearn for the passionate romance we

once shared. Now that Dave is on my side, it is now okay to tear down the walls I have built around my

heart. He is no longer the bad guy; he was just a loyal partner doing what his partner wanted him to do.

Finally, he sees his partner’s mining company in Kenya for what it truly is. And together, we are going

to bring it down.

*****

On the streets of London, it’s a gorgeous Saturday morning. Christie and I are dressed for fitness and

jogging around the park across the street from our flat. While fellow joggers and yoga groups join in the

early morning workout activities, birds sing sweetly in the woods. As Christie and I make our way back

to the apartment, fatigued and drenched in perspiration, the sun is just starting to break through the

cloudless blue sky. Fortunately, Peter was still deeply asleep when we returned. Our bodies are aching

because we haven’t gone for a morning exercise in a long time.

When we finally reach our apartment building, we collapse on the front steps and take in the gorgeous

view of the city.

“Ugh. I can hardly feel my legs,” Christie whines loudly between breaths.

“Me too. I feel so out of shape!” I say, realising that it has been over a month since I have

exercised

“So Chelsea… don’t keep me waiting. Tell me what happened!” Christie adds, bursting with

anticipation. The minute we rose at six a.m. to begin our jog, she unleashed a barrage of questions

about Dave and what took place last night. But I told her to wait until we finished our run and then I

would answer her. I inhale deeply as my mind recalls the events of last night.

“Nothing happened, Christie… We spoke briefly and then he left.” I fiddle with the laces of my shoes to

avoid her gaze. When I look back over at her, sure enough, she is still looking at me, unconvinced that

is all there is to the story. I chuckle with amusement.

“Come on, Christie, what do you think happened? We made out like horny teenagers.” I quip, but she

does not look amused. “I don’t know, Lil. Dave is a lot different… Can’t you see that? He loves you, he

saves us one year ago… he is the brother of your best friend, he is perfect ” “You are exaggerating a

bit,” I say, as she adopts a more serious tone. He’s a lot shyer than other guys, and he seems troubled

by something. “He cares about you, Chelsea,” Sebastian told me that he had never seen Dave look at

anyone the way he looks at you.” The sincerity in her voice moves me. “So, are you going to see him

today?” “Yes, we’re having lunch this afternoon.”

“Ha! I knew it!” She squeals. “I knew he wouldn’t leave without asking you out.” I look at my sister,

stunned by her reaction. I had no idea she was so enthralled by Dave and I’s relationship. But then

again, we have never really spoken about it before. And now that we are back on good terms, I want to

tell her how he makes me feel, how much of a good kisser he is, and how much I missed him. I want to

tell her all the things a girl wants to tell her sister about the guy she likes. “Are you two going to discuss

how you’re going to take down Sebastian? We can’t let him get away with this.” “I know, Christie. Dave

and I will discuss it. But we need to get a few other things out of the way first.”

I stood in the centre of my bedroom, clothing and cosmetics scattered everywhere, a few hours later. I

haven’t been this anxious since my first date in high school. I still feel the same way I felt when I was a

shy adolescent girl dating one of the most popular boys in school. I’m afraid, as I was with that jock,

that I’m not good enough for Dave. I sighed and sat back in my bed

Among the chaos, Christie is nowhere to be found. Instead of helping me with my plight to find the

perfect outfit, she left the apartment after receiving a phone call from an old friend who still lives in the

neighbourhood. For some reason, being alone makes me more agitated. But why? I am going out with

the same Dave that I worked for at Brown Inc., and who made love to me on the desk of his office. But

then again, whom am I fooling? Dave has always had this effect on me.

She loves him just the same.

Ever since he walked in looking like a model on that warm Sunday night at the mansion, I have been

hypnotised by the sexiness he exudes. Again.

Finally, after much thought, I settled on an outfit: a pair of blue jeans and a pink crop top that shows the

tiniest glimpse of my stomach. I then opt for a pair of dark sandals instead of heels to keep things

simple and casual. By the time I pull my hair into a loose bun and put on a touch of lipstick, I hear the

doorbell ring. My heart flutters. I have spent so much time deciding what to wear and overthinking

everything that I did not realise how fast the time was passing.

Hours turned into five minutes and now Dave is here. I quickly gather my keys and purse and give

myself one last glang in the mirror. You can do this, Chelsea. Just breathe, smile, and be yourself. I let

out a deep breath and opened the door. My eyes dance at the sight of him. Although his attire is

somewhat similar to yesterday’s, he seernis a lot more relaxed.

“Hi,” I whisper as a smile forms on my lips.

“Hello, Chelsea. I thought you might like these.” He pulls out a bunch of white roses from behind his

back I turn a bright shade of pink at the thought of the thought he put into such a gift. “Dave, they’re

beautiful!” My eyes widen as I take the flowers from him and inhale their delicious scent. He returns a

bright smile and all my nervousness disappears. I quickly place the flowers in a vase on the dining

table and join him in the hallway. He extends his elbow and I hook my arm through his.

“So, I figure we can walk since the coffee shop is just around the corner,” I say.

“Okay,” Let’s go.” We step out into the bright, sunny day, and I realise how happy I am to be at home

and to be with Dave. “You know, I was really nervous about coming by yesterday,” he says as we make

our way down the street. “I went back and forth a million times in my head about coming.” “Well, I must

admit, Christie and I were shocked to see you. What made you decide to do it?” “Well, like I said

yesterday, I didn’t like how things went down at the mansion. I hated seeing you so angry. But more

than anything, I had to see you. I missed you terribly, and I knew I couldn’t let you slip away. Even

though I was a bit scared of your reaction.” Dave’s words hit me right in the middle of my heart. I

missed him too, and I am so grateful that despite the insecurities, he still leapt to come. “I’m sorry too,

Dave. I shouldn’t have exploded on you like that. But no, I didn’t deserve to be treated that way.” I grip

his arm tighter and he uses his other arm to rub my hand. I lean further into him and rest my head

against his shoulder as we walk side by side. We turn the corner and enter the artsy coffee shop a few

blocks from my apartment. The space is quiet and cosy. The wooden walls are lined with antique

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brewing fills my lungs. We ordered and found a booth in the back corner. “You know, I asked Sebastian

to come with me because I knew it would mean a lot to Christie, but he refused.” He’s such a different

man. I don’t even recognise him anymore.”

“You and your partner are nothing alike.” I can’t believe his lack of compassion for people, especially

people that don’t have anything. Now that Dave is in front of me and leaning in

close, I am sucked into his piercing blue eyes and chiselled features. The chemistry between us

inflamed as the gap between us closed. Bothm ands are resting on the table, just an inch or two apart.

My fingers are entwined with his. “You’re right. We’re nothing alike. Now that I have seen what kind of

destruction the company will cause in Kenya, I am furious at him. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like he

has any desire to change. He still wants to go ahead and mine there, and it’s right near your

orphanage.” It was like Dave had dropped a bomb in the middle of the table.

“Are you serious?” I ask, fear ripping through me. “Look, Chelsea, we’re going to do something about it.

Don’t worry.” He stares deeply into my eyes. “We’re going to stop him. I won’t allow him to do it. I nod.

“But did you tell him about the pictures I showed you and about the orphanage and the families?” “Yes,

but he doesn’t care. We just need a plan, and we need to do it fast. In a few days, the company will

start mining.” “Do you have a plan?” I asked impatiently. “Yes, I’m going to get him down here. I’ll tell

him that we have an important business meeting with some new partners who want to invest in the

company. I’ll be in the meeting, but I’ll be wearing a wire. The p

wire. The police will be undercover outside the hotel, listening to every word. The new partners will be

actors. They will ask questions about Brown Inc and mining in Kenya and the documents. Without even

knowing, he’ll be giving the police all the information they need to arrest him.” “Dave, are you sure this

will work?” “Yes, I’m sure. Sebastian is always hungry for new money and partners. This is the perfect

way to get him to spill the details.” “Okay, when is this all going to happen?” I ask nervously,

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow!” I half-shout in a panic. It’s now or never, Chelsea. We have to move fast. He gently

brushes his hand against my cheek and pulls my chin close to his, grazing my lips in a soft kiss. When

he pulls away, his voice is firm. “Now, drink your coffee. We need to tell your sister everything.”

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