NovelOnlineChapter 68
Chapter 68 Rushing Won't Help
In the car, Nate's gaze rested steadily on Corrine.
However, Corrine seemed oblivious. Her head was bent as she scrolled. through her phone. She occasionally
tucked a stray strand of hair behind.
her ear.
"Shall we have lunch together tomorrow?" Nate asked, his voice breaking the quiet.
Corrine paused, considering, before offering an apologetic reply. "I can't. | have something very important to take
care of tomorrow."
Nate's expression shifted subtly, the realization dawning-she intended to attend the bidding event in the
southern district of the city herself.
"Then... another day?" he asked, his brows knitting slightly as he studied
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her.
Corrine gave a small nod. "Sure."
Before she could complete her sentence, the car jolted to a sudden, violent
stop.
The abrupt motion sent Corrine forward, but Nate's arm shot out, wrapping securely around her waist and pulling
her firmly into his embrace.
His arm stayed around her waist, enveloping her in the earthy warmth of his cologne.
Her head pressed against Nate's chest, where she could hear the steady, reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat.
"Are you okay?" Nate's deep, smooth voice resonated above her, filled with
concern.
Corrine nodded lightly. "I'm okay."
As she shifted to pull away, a sharp tug on her scalp made her pause.
"Don't move," Nate murmured, his gaze softening as he glanced down at her nestled in his arms.
Her fluffy hair spilled over his arm, framing her delicate features and revealing the elegant curve of her neck.
Her smooth, porcelain-like skin seemed to glow, its delicate appearance tempting his touch. His dark eyes.
deepened, his throat tightening with unspoken emotion.
"Your hair got caught on my button," he explained, his long fingers working carefully to free the tangled strands.
He leaned in closer, and his warm breath grazed her neck, sending a subtle shiver coursing through her.
Her ears burned as a flush crept up her neck, and her fingers curled slightly. "Is it done?"
"It's quite tangled." Nate's voice was calm, almost deliberate. "This takes patience-rushing won't help."
Something about his tone made Corrine pause. Was it just her imagination, or was he enjoying this?
After what felt like forever, Nate's fingers finally disentangled her hair. "There, all done."
Having stayed in the sposition for so long, Corrine's waist gave out slightly, and she stumbled back-straight
into his arms.
Nate didn't hesitate. His arm tightened around her shoulders, holding her securely.
Her forehead pressed against his chest, and the warmth of his body flooded
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her senses.
The unexpected closeness made Corrine's eyes widen. Flustered, she stammered, "Sorry, | didn't mean to-"
"I know." His gaze held hers, steady and intent. Slowly, his fingertips brushed against her cheek, leaving a trail of
warmth in their wake.
The intimacy of their position was overwhelming. Every instinct told Corrine to pull away, yet Nate's arm around
her waist kept her rooted in place.
When her eyes finally lifted to meet his, her breath hitched.
There was a spark in his gaze, a fiery intensity that made her pulse quicken.
"You have no idea how much you tempt me," Nate murmured, his voice low and magnetic. His eyes lingered on
her lips, dark and full of longing, as he
leaned closer.
The faint scent of him surrounded her, earthy and warm, making her fingers clench against his chest. Her lashes
quivered, betraying her nerves, and she whispered softly, almost breathlessly, "Nate..."
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