Chapter 358

Chloe Grace had just hopped into the car when she realized—hold up, this was William Turner’s ride. She turned her head, unimpressed. “Unlock the doors.” William gripped the steering wheel casually, leaned over a bit, and teased, “Didn’t we agree on dinner at Six Nations Hotel? Though, maybe we’ll swing by a pharmacy first—grab a few boxes of protection?” Chloe shot him a look, eyebrows raised and voice dripping sarcasm. “Is this your usual move on blind dates?” There was amusement dancing in William’s eyes. “Depends on who I’m dating. But if it’s President Grace, who keeps young pretty boys, I doubt she’ll mind me crossing a line.” Chloe gave him a once-over, her lips curling in a faint, mocking grin. “I just worry you might come up short—literally. Wouldn’t want you to feel too insecure.” Almost instantly, his hand wrapped around her slim waist, his breath hot against her ear. “Wanna find out?” They were close—too close. Their breaths mingled, the tension in the air thick with someth