The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 902

Hailey looked up at him. "Mr. Pilsner, I…"

Before she could finish, everything went dark—Jonah had cupped her face and kissed her.

Her mind reed in chaos. The last time he kissed her, he was drunk, and he had also mistaken her for someone else.

What about now? What was his excuse?

She pressed her hands against his chest and pushed him back. "Stop it…"

"What did I do?" he asked.

Jonah shifted, backing her up against the counter and pressing his body against hers. His tall frame towered over her, and the space between them felt charged with heat.

Hailey didn't know what had gotten into him. He had been so distant and cold before. Now, he was bold, close, and unreserved. What was he trying to do?

He had a girlfriend—Joanne—and was supposed to have dinner with Hannah the next day.

Yet here he was, kissing her in the kitchen like none of that mattered.

She felt her face burn up. "Mr. Pilsner, let me go. Aileen might come out any minute… she'll see us."

Jonah looked at her, his voice low and rough as he asked, "You don't like me kissing you?"

Hailey was taken aback by his question. What was going on with him?

He caught her hand and pressed it against his cheek. Looking into her eyes, he asked, "Do you like my face?"

Her mind was a mess. Was he seriously asking if she liked the way he looked now?

"I-I…" Hailey stammered.

"Do you think I'm not good-looking anymore?"

"I…"

He reached out and gently caressed her cheeks, tilting her face toward him. "Tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me whether I am handsome or not."

Did he even need to ask?

All the women who constantly hovered around him were proof enough.

Hailey nodded. "Yes, you are handsome."

Jonah smirked. He was clearly in a good mood as he lowered his head and kissed her again.

"Your body speaks louder than your words ever could," said Jonah.

Then, he took her hand, guiding it toward him.

Hailey's legs felt weak, as if they might give way at any moment.

At that moment, she had no strength left to resist.

The kitchen lights were off. They were enveloped in darkness, tangled in a raw, amorous kind of intimacy as they sought comfort in each other.

Just then, Aileen approached them. "Hailey!"

Hailey snapped back to reality. "Aileen's coming!"

Jonah's eyes were still clouded with heat. He leaned down and brushed a kiss against the corner of her lips. "I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight. Do you want to come to my room?"

Hailey blinked up at him, stunned as she didnt quite catch his meaning.

Jonah stared at her innocent, wide-eyed look as desire flared inside him.

He wanted nothing more than to pull her close, making her his woman.

"Come to me after Aileen falls asleep. I want to have sex," he said bluntly.