Chapter 118

CALEB’S POV The look on Andrea Carter’s face was priceless. I wondered how many times she’d given fake names to admirers—and how many of them she’d later met in a different situation where her lie was exposed. “Cat got your tongue, Cynthia?” I said, smiling teasingly. To her credit, she instantly recovered from her shock and relaxed her face into a blank expression. She tilted her head to the side, making her dark brown curls fall over her shoulder in a mesmerizing waterfall. She was hands down gorgeous, even more so than when I first saw her in that press conference. I let my gaze wander from her face to her body, appreciating the way her dress hugged her curves. Perfect, I thought to myself. Andrea Carter was perfect and would look even more perfect on my arm. “So, do you go around stalking your potential business partners?” she asked, snapping me out of my appraisal. “What do you mean?” She scoffed. “I’m talking about the fact that you just happened to show up when our car broke dow