Chapter 73 Do You Miss Me (1/2)

Sherry was shocked. She raised her hands to prop them against his chest, and the documents slipped from her grasp. She tried to bend to pick them up, but she couldn't—Jeremy stood in front of her, blocking the way.

”Jeremy! What are you doing? What's wrong with you?” Sherry asked, her delicate brows knitting together in a frown.

Jeremy gazed down at her. Without a word, he dipped his head to kiss her on the lips, tasting the sweetness of her mouth. He kissed her as though it had been forever since the last time. Her lips were soft against his. He kissed her for a long time.

Finally Sherry broke away. She glared at him coldly. She was definitely not in the mood for kissing right now.

”Are you satisfied? There's a camera here!” she snapped in a loud voice. There was a blush staining her cheeks, and she was breathing hard.

”Go ahead, speak as loud as you want,” he said with a grin. Jeremy's broad back blocked the camera from getting a good view of what they were doing, but it was clear that he was standing very close to Sherry.

Sherry was still trembling from his kiss. She forced herself to be calm.

”I have work to do. You should leave now,” she said firmly. She pushed him backwards, creating some space between them. She bent down to the floor to pick up the documents scattered on the ground.

She had just straightened up when Jeremy approached her again, reaching out to cup her face between his hands. He gave her a seductive look. ”I've been abroad for a long time. Didn't you miss me?”

Sherry paused, caught off guard. Then she said coolly, ”I was too busy to think of you.”

Jeremy scowled. This damn woman, he thought.

He lowered his head and nipped her on the neck.

”Ouch!” Sherry exclaimed. She slammed her hands into his shoulder, trying to push him away again. Her nails dug into his collar.

She was embarrassed and angry. ”You bit me! Let me go! Stop!”

He pressed his lips against hers, kissing her hungrily. This was a fitting punishment for her stubbornness.

Sherry felt lightheaded. She caught a glimpse of them in the mirrors in the elevator, and saw that their bodies were entangled with each other. Her own face was as red as an apple.

”Stop! There's a camera!” she kept saying, repeating it over and over again. She spoke against Jeremy's mouth, hoping he would stop harassing her. The elevator could open at any time. If anyone saw them like this, she could very well lose her job.

”It doesn't matter. You're my wife. So what if we're seen?” he murmured, bending down to kiss her neck and shoulder.

”I care,” she said angrily. ”I work here. I need to be professional. Let me go!”

Sherry thought desperately that it was completely improper to be kissing and fondling someone in an office elevator.

She wondered what she could say to get him to let go of her.

”Did you miss me?” Jeremy asked again.

”I said, I was too busy,” Sherry replied through gritted teeth.

But Jeremy kept on kissing her, torturing her with his caresses. Sherry rolled her eyes. Finally she gave in and said irritably, ”All right, I missed you. I missed you very much!”

Although her tone was sarcastic, and he had forced her to give that answer, Jeremy thought there was a ring of truth to her words. It made him pleased. Because the truth was, he had missed her so much while he was abroad.

It would be depressing if Sherry hadn't missed him in the same way.

He kissed her once more, his tongue pushing into her mouth, as though he couldn't get enough of her.

As soon as the elevator began slowing down, Sherry mustered all her strength and shoved him away as hard as she could. The moment the elevator doors opened, she rushed out.