Cupid's Work ✔

CHAPTER SEVEN

CUPID'S WORK

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Cold sweat trickled down the side of my forehead. I gulped. My eyes shifted between Mrs. Donovan and Eric. Then Mrs. Donovan let out a soft chuckle, and Eric brimmed in triumph. I just got fooled.

Mrs. Donovan held a smile on her face, "No worries Jane. As long as my son is getting married. I am happy with any kind of results even including marrying the matchmaker."

I frowned, "Madam, It's not that-"

Just before I could complete my sentence, Eric circled his hand around my shoulder. "Don't worry mom, we're all good" He pulled me up from the seats and waved goodbye at Mrs. Donovan. I glared at Eric, "I am not done with my sentence-" And his hand covered my mouth, rendering my words indiscernible. My voice muffled and faded off as he dragged me out of the mansion.This is equivalent to legalised kidnapping!

"Hey!" I struggled to free my hand from his grip. Boy, was I mad, "We need to talk." Right now.

Eric didn't budge in on a compromise. He was still wearing his grins as he scooped me off. His masculine grip held me tightly while we walked to his car.

"What the hell." I whined, "I wasn't here to agree on a marriage. PUT ME DOWN, DAMNIT!"

Eric didn't reply. His back was still facing me. For a moment, I was enjoying that masculine back which was emitting so much of charisma. He's the kind of man that swallows you unknowingly. And I'm already falling over heels for him.

A snap of finger brought me back to reality. Eric had held open the car door, "Get in" I bit my lips as I climbed in while he walked over to the driver seat. He slid in the driver seat, holding onto the steering wheel and gave me a quick glance, "You don't know that dreaded feeling to have Annie in the car."

"Why you never thought of marrying her but you dated her?"

Eric lifted his eyebrow, "I'll never date someone from the past"

My memory replayed Annie's words about her spending a night together with Eric. Annie even confided me that they were dating. Oh. Wait. It was just Annie's one sided story.

I continued, "Then why did you date her last week?"

"I didn't" He sat, holding the steering wheel in a low chuckle, "And if you actually got convinced from the gossipers in SH. For the record, I was just leaving early to accompany my blood-related sister who came from the states to visit the family." Why is he explaining to me?

Now I felt ashamed from my naivety to jumping straight into conclusion without clarifying. I frowned, cursed under my breath.Grow a brain, Jane.

He watched me, "You never asked me why I want to marry you."

I flinched. The choice of my questions invited that dangerous stare. Eric's eyes was gazing at me for answers. His lip formed a slight grin as he moved closer. I backed, leaning against the car window.

"Eric." I gulped, "You're too close."

I could barely breathe with his face so close. My eyes trailed down the high nose bridge and down that mouth-watering lips. He glanced towards the compartment at the side and took out a jewellery box. Is that a proposal ring?

Eric cleared this throat, "Jane..."Impossible. He wouldn't. My fist clenched in dilemma hoping for a proposal ring but, afraid disappointment crushing me.

Eric let out a sigh, "I was kind of sad when you tried to set me up with Annie"

So what's with that jewellery box? My eyes were still staring at it.