Chapter 152

Wilson thought, "Yvette has never smiled at me that way. Could Ashton be that fiancé she was talking about? Those stickers are so cheesy, though!" Oblivious to his jealousy, Yvette sent a love sticker to Ashton. The look in Wilson's eyes hardened, and he clenched his fists. He silently reminded himself, "Guess I need to speed matters up and make her my woman soon." He kicked off the second step of his grand plan—seduction. Narrowing his eyes, Wilson lazily loosened his tie, and his collarbone was exposed. Gulping, he tilted his head and fixed a burning gaze on her. The bewitching smile on his handsome face was oozing with sexual appeal. Yvette felt her ears turn red. She pressed her lips and said, "Button your shirt." "My hand feels sore. Can you help?" He flashed a faint, seductive smile at her as he leaned into his seat with a roguish expression. That was a poorly made excuse! Still, Yvette had hopelessly fallen into his charm. Lashes trembling, she found herself reaching ou