His Domineering Lover
Chapter 812

Tracey and Rocco scowled at each other with disgust.

"I have an appointment with a client," Rocco started.

"Who cares." Tracey snorted, walking past Rocco.

In fact, there were no clients. Rocco was going to buy a cat and send it to Rebecca.

In the parking lot, a car stopped in front of Tracey and the slowing down window revealed Adam's face. "Why are you here?" She asked surprisedly.

"To pick you up. I was taught better than letting a pregnant woman drive alone," Adam grinned and said.

"You're so kind." Tracey got in.

She'd dreamed about Adam last night. In her dream, they lived on an isolated island with a white cat.

They had great fun and made a lot of love.

Adam's face brought all the scenes in the dream back to her, so she'd been averting her eyes since she got in the car.

They drove in silence and Tracey locked her eyes out the window.

"What's the matter? You seem low." Adam noticed her being abnormally reticent.

Tracey flushed. That dream was so real that she could even recall the soft touch of Adam's skin.

"Nothing. I'm just hungry."

She could in no way tell him the truth.

"I've already made a reservation. Well arrive in about ten minutes," Adam said gently.

Tracey stole a glance at him from time to time. His side face was very charming with his eyes focused on the road forward.

"Why are you peeking at me?" Adam said and reached out to stroke her hair.

The way he touched was exactly how he had done in her dream and Tracey drew back a little uncontrollably.

The images of their intertwined bodies were so vivid.

Adam thought it was a sign of resistance and dropped his hand.

"Sorry. I'm just used to do it." Adam apologized for his rudeness.

"Who have you mistaken me for?" Tracey asked sourly.

The thought that Adam's gentleness and intimate behavior was for another woman annoyed her.

"A very important person. Sorry, I was so rude." Adam didn't pick on her foul mood.

"What about your girlfriend?" Tracey demanded.

She thought perhaps the fact that he was already in a relationship could help subside her unspeakable desires for him.

"She's gone." That was an understatement, but Adam had to keep his word to Ramiro.

"Do you love her?"

"Yes, I do. I love her very much," Adam answered without hesitation.

"Why did she leave you?" Tracey couldn't figure out why a woman would leave such an excellent man.

"Family affairs."

"She has humble origins and your family refused to accept her?"

Tracey thought it was the story of Cinderella.

"No. if you're interested, I can tell you later." Adam stopped the conversation before the impulsion to blurt out the truth became unbearable.

She was the last person in the world to ask him that.

"Okay." Tracey wondered if she'd pushed too hard.

"Wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Adam dropped Tracey by the restaurant and drove toward the parking lot.

Tracey looked at the couples on the street and found her relationship with Adam very strange.

She kept telling herself that all she'd done was for work.

But when she looked up and saw Adam walking toward her from afar, she couldn't help but swoon again.

Everything about him from his attention-grabbing features to the muscles moving under his shirt made her fall for him automatically.

She couldn't explain why she'd become a swooning schoolgirl when it came to him.

"Let's go." He was always gentle in front of her.

After they settled in the seats, Adam ordered Tracey's favorite dishes for her including many desserts.

"How do you know taste?" Tracey was stunned.

"I..." Adam stammered, considering his words carefully, "These are my favorites. We have similar tastes so I think you might like them too."

"It's amazing. You're like another me," Tracey gasped.

"Yeah. It's incredible that we have so many similarities." "Few men like desserts you know."

"Then I'm an exception." He looked into her eyes dotingly.