Chapter 297

I nodded. “Jared once said my eyes are like a siren’s – like they could steal someone’s soul. What do you think?” I teased.

Nathan gave me a lovestruck smile. “Yeah, you’re gorgeous even when you’re serious, but when you smile, damn, it’s next level.”

I knew exactly what he meant – my eyes have always had that charm, bright and sparkling. “Has anyone ever told you you’re pretty easy on the eyes, too?” I said, giving him a once-over. “And how come you’re not wearing your glasses?”

Nathan chuckled. “I find them kind of a hassle. Unless I’m buried in paperwork, I’d rather go without them.”

“You know, you actually look kinda cool with glasses. It’s hot,” I said, remembering the first time I saw him at our class reunion. He was just standing there, the light hitting him just right.

Nathan laughed. “Cool? You thought I was too cool to talk to?”

I shook my head. “Nah, but that whole cool-outside, warm-inside thing you’ve got going on? It’s really attractive.”

“Oh? So, do you like how I look in glasses?” Nathan suddenly switched gears.

I just grinned, not giving a straight answer, and said, “You look good no matter what.”

Nathan looked at me like he’d just been given a prize, his gaze growing bolder and full of delight.

“I’m gonna go shower in my room. There’s a bathroom right here if you want to freshen up,” I said, cutting through the flirty vibe.

“Okay.” Nathan nodded.

I set down my coffee cup and headed into my bedroom. With a guy in the house, my heart wasn’t still anymore.

I tossed my hair back, wondering if tonight was gonna be the night, if I should make the first move, or wait for him to take the lead, or if Nathan even had the guts to make a move.

I was having a full-on war in my head, just finding myself not as carefree as Jared – he’d cross the line without even blinking.

Maybe I was not killing it in my career like he was, but when it came to enjoying life, I was determined to be better than him.

After my shower, I went through my usual body care routine – it’s become part of my daily ritual now. Just like Yvonne always said, she loved how I always smelled so nice.

Seriously, every woman loved that. When a woman got the means and the resources, she’d always keep herself polished and smelling fresh.

I pulled out a V-neck camisole nightgown. It might as well be wearing nothing at all. I never expected Nathan to be here, so I always just wear whatever felt comfortable at home. Now I was hesitating to wear this or not.

I didn’t come prepared this time – aside from three work dresses, this nightgown was all I’d got. No way I was putting on a business outfit to sleep.

Breaking my own rules had always been such a mental block. But I had to wear it – if I didn’t, it was like I was wasting my new life.

Just as I was debating what to wear, I heard a knock at the door. Nathan was outside, just a towel around his waist, looking all kinds of nervous and shy. “Uh, sorry, I forgot to buy myself pajamas.”

I opened the door, wearing nothing but that thin white camisole nightgown. My skin was soft and smooth. I was radiating with confidence, and Nathan’s eyes were glued to me. He just stood there, staring, like he’d forgotten how to breathe.

I felt a little self-conscious under his gaze, so I placed my hand over my chest and said softly, “It’s fine, the towel’s good – you can use it as pajamas.”

Maybe it was the way I tried to cover up, but it somehow made the whole scene even more tantalizing, hard to describe. My fingers looked long, and the rose-gold ring on my middle finger made my hand seem more charming.

Nathan’s breathing suddenly grew ragged, his voice low and husky. “Victoria, can I kiss you?”