Chapter 116

Jessica had just stepped out of the washroom when someone in white pulled her into a cubicle. She was pinned against the cold wall, the back of her head cupped by a warm hand, saving her from hitting her head against the wall. The tipsy Jessica let out a kittenish gasp, causing the man before her to stiffen up involuntarily. She pressed her hands against his warm chest. They were so close to one another that she could catch a whiff of the faint tobacco and sandalwood scent clinging to him. She instantly recognized this scent, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his charming profile. "Zachary, what are you doing…" That tender and delicate tone of hers sounded like both flirtation and reproach. "Did I fail to satisfy you?" Zachary asked. "What are you blabbering about?" "Which feels better—the male escort's abs or mine?" "Did that make you jealous?" Jessica asked, tilting her head. The scent of peaches wafted upward from her lips, dispersing over Z