Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 59

Patrick raised his arm up, and Amelia fell directly on his thigh. She was aware of his "little brother's" erection, gasping, and quickly got up from him.

Patrick, however, acted like a hungry beast. He reached out his sharp "claws" and locked the "little rabbit" in his arms, flirting, "Mrs. Hopper, you're so desiring for me tonight."

"No!" She put her hands on his undulating chest, and he groped, making her silky pajamas messy.

Unable to resist the temptation, Patrick Hopper put his forehead against her chin, and the hot breath passed her delicate clavicle through her collar... Obviously, he had not kissed her, but the strong desire had been produced.

Noticing that she was a little stiff, Patrick whispered, "I'm letting you go tonight. When you're back, compensate me ten times as today."

The next day.

Going downstairs, Patrick found that Amelia was sitting on the cane chair on the balcony, reading the books.

There was a cup of coffee on her left hand. The warm sunlight of the dawn enveloped her like a halo. At this moment, he felt very cosy.

His footsteps disturbed Amelia, so she moved her eyes from the book and said, Tve asked the HR department for leave for this morning."

Remembering that she was leaving for a business trip in the afternoon, Patrick asked, "Mrs. Hopper, when you are not here, who can satisfy me?"

The words seemed to be of two meanings, but Amelia pretended not to understand and said, "Mr. Hopper has a lot of money. As long as you require, girls flood in."

Raising his eyebrows and sat down on another chair, Patrick took a sip of the coffee that Amelia had and said, "But I think you make me the happiest."

This sentence made her happy. She looked at the coffee in his hand and said, "Don't drink too much coffee. Don't you often have a stomachache?"

Patrick smiled. Apparently, he was very delighted to be cared for by her and said, "Then, Mrs. Hopper, are you willing to warm me up in such a beautiful morning?

"Your breakfast is ready. Bon appetite." After saying this, Amelia grabbed the coffee from his hand and continued reading.

*

At 4:30 p.m., on the flight departing from Northville to Riverdale.

Belting herself, Amelia heard Ms. Lily, who was sitting next to her, saying, "My dear, let's have fun there! We'll get busy when the bills of Valentine's Day promotion is issued."

Patting the camera hanging on her neck, Amelia said, "Yes, we will!"

While they were talking, someone sat down across the aisle. Amelia looked in surprise and asked,

"Milton?"

Milton was stunned at first, and then he smiled happily. He nodded to them and said, "Nice to see you, ladies! Are you on a business trip?"

Ms. Lily smiled and said, "Hey, what a coincidence! You must installed a GPS on Amelia's body, hahaha."

Milton smiled and said, "Good idea. Let me try next time."

Amelia interrupted their conversation and said, "Milton, are you also going to Riverdale?"

Milton grinned and answered, "Yep! I thought it was going to be a long sleepless night. But now you, my pillow, are here."

"I'm serious..." Amelia resisted to beat him and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Umm... that night... you informed him to pick me up at your house?"

Remembering of the night when Patrick picked her at his house, Milton was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. How he wished that Amelia would live at his home for the rest of her life.

Without mentioning Patrick, Milton deliberately changed the topic, "Yep, you held me, kissed me, and touched me. My mother couldn't bear to see her son dying in the hands of a drunkard, so she immediately dialed 119..."

Amelia shouted with pity, "119 is fire emergency number, okay?"

Milton also raised his voice and said, "Yep! I was calling the firefighters to put out the fire on you!"

The passengers on the plane glowered at them, so Amelia had to pretend to look outside the window.

Milton, who was unwilling to be ignored, called "Amelia" and took a selfie of them.

Amelia blinked her eyes and reminded, "The mobile phone should be switched off, okay?"

"We haven't taken off yet, have you?" Milton happily retouched his profile picture, which was milky and polished. Amelia didn't understand why he made such a grand deal.

However, she soon understood.

"Amelia, I mentioned you on Twitter." Milton told her.

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Patrick, who was in a meeting, took a glance at the time. He wondered why Amelia had not called or texted yet.

At this moment, his trouser pocket shook, and his slightly raised eyebrows quickly relaxed. He understood that women were always clingy, and even reported trifle to him like boarding.

Couldn't wait to leave the meeting room, Patrick took out his phone. When he saw the contact ID, all his expectations and joy were gone. He said with a poker face, "Hello".

"Brother!" Florence's voice exploded in his ear, "Check your wife's Twitter!"

What? Whose Twitter?

Patrick realised that he didn't follow Amelia on Twitter, so he told Florence the truth.

"How can you be this stupid!"

It was obvious that Florence was stamping his feet and almost screamed, "Your wife took a selfie with a man in the cabin. Aren't you angry with her! She isn't at work today? Why was the selfie taken at the airport? Is she eloping..."

The last two words were pronounced with an extremely low voice, obviously because she was afraid that he would misunderstand.

A series of questions made Patrick feel as if something in his heart was fermented, squeezing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

After a while, he said, "I sent her for a business trip. I'm very clear about her schedule."

"Really? Alright, alright." Florence was relieved, smiling and said, "Alright, Brother. I'm about to take off."

After the call, Patrick put his cool fingertips on his lips and felt uncertain - did he really know clearly what Amelia was doing?"

On the other side-

After the rumbling, the aircraft rose steadily. Amelia looked out through the window and expected the trip.

She rarely traveled, so this time she took the advantage as all the expenses were covered by the company?

When the airflow was calm, the stewardess came with a cart and a smile and asked the passengers what drinks they would like.

Approaching to Amelia, the smile on the young flight attendant's face became a little strange. Amelia was stunned for two seconds, and then she asked, "Florence, so you work for this airline?"