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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 112
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Chapter 112:

Sean glanced over and spotted Susanna in the passenger seat, her eyes brimming with tears and her lips

pursed.

“I'm worried about her. No need for tears. I'll get you hfirst. You should rest,” he said.

After dropping Susanna off, Sean and Norah headed toward Dreamview Villas.

“Norah, do you remember what happened?” Sean asked.

“Yeah,” Norah replied, unfolding the story. “I wasn't wasted. | sprang into action when those bullies targeted

Susanna.” A few drinks in, Norah sensed something between Frieda and Bart, who were pretending to be drunk.

But after a few too many, Norah began to feel a little dizzy.

Today marked her escape from the Carter family, and the happiness pushed her to drink more than usual. Little

did she know, her face turned red, and her eyes becdreamy, making her appear intoxicated.

Sean also thought, Norah, you're inebriated. Can you manage if | drop you home?

“Why not?” Norah squinted, her tone charming. “If | can’t handle myself, will you be there to help?”

“I will,” Sean’s deep voice cut through the quiet of the car, and Norah’s heart softened.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Norah felt compelled to ask the question she had posed earlier over the phone,

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“Sean, do you like me?”

“Yes,” he replied.

Hearing him reply without hesitation, Norah becmore perplexed. She asked herself silently, “Why would

Sean like me? How could the head of the wealthiest and most influential family in Glaphia be drawn to a divorced

woman like me? Even if | was the Supernatural Doctor, so what? Why would Sean chooseover those who are

more...”

“Why?” Norah couldn’t stop asking herself.

Sean gripped the wheel firmly. “Norah, you've had a few too many.”

“I'm not drunk, I'm clear-headed,” Norah replied, unbuckling her seatbelt and holding onto the driver's seat. Her

tipsy words and sweet breath caressed Sean's ears.

His ears, sensitive as ever, turned pink.

“Sean, why me?”

Her gentle breath, sweet and warm, swept across Sean's ear, setting his heart racing. Did he like Norah? He

believed he did.

“Norah, let's get you hfirst, alright? I'm behind the wheel,” he said, clutching the steering wheel tighter,

fighting the urge to turn and gaze at the woman beside him. Her words had a mesmerizing effect, stirring

something deep within him.

The car fell into silence.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, he saw Norah slumped against the seat, her red-rimmed eyes closed in sleep,

lips parted slightly. Her steady breaths filled the car.

She was so cute. That was the first thought that crossed his mind.

Seeing her asleep like that, he felt a strong urge to hold her close, to protect her. But he shook his head,

dismissing the absurd idea. Norah was clearly intoxicated tonight.

Norah stirred impatiently, cracking open her eyes, their depths clouded with the remnants of inebriation. “Am |

dreaming?” she muttered groggily. “Why am | dreaming?”

As Sean pondered her use of “again,” he suddenly felt a pair of arms encircle his neck.

Turning his head, he beheld Norah's striking face, unadorned by makeup and inherently captivating.

Struggling to maintain distance, Sean grasped her shoulders, gently pushing her back. “Norah, listen...”

Norah interrupted with a mischievous grin. “Let’s indulge a little!”

“No,” Sean's protestations were cut short as Norah's lips met his, igniting an unexpectedly intimate atmosphere.

Norah hummed softly, her breath warm against his skin as she tightened her embrace. Unable to resist, Sean

succumbed to her fervent kiss, the air thick with desire.

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She tried to push her lips further in, using her gentle tongue to open his mouth.

It was like daytin the villa: a beautiful woman with enticing eyes and the distant man with restrained dignity

clung to each other.

Sean, grappling with his restraint, managed to utter, “Norah, do you know what you're—"

Norah's response was a sultry whisper. “You're mine, Sean.”

His heart skipped a beat as he heard her seductive and endearing voice, quivering with longing.

Enthralled, Sean pulled her close, sealing their connection with a fervent kiss. “Norah, you're mine!” he declared,

his voice laced with possessiveness.

As night enveloped them, passion consumed the air, their bodies melding in a symphony of desire.

Their discarded clothes littered the floor, from the living room to the bedroom, a testament to their fervent

entanglement.

In the spacious bed, Sean held Norah by the waist, his dark eyes filled with lust. A hint of amazement flickered

across his face as he entered her, and then he descended into unbounded bliss.

Norah had a gorgeous face, endearing and captivating. She wrapped her hands around his neck, her previously

clouded thoughts now filled only with happiness. She repeatedly kissed and licked his Adam’s apple, making

Sean tremble.

His large body enveloped Norah's small frame, and she let out a soft grunt.

The air in the room seemed to hang heavy, as the moment stretched into eternity.