Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 926

Chapter 926

Chapter 926:

Startled, Nora quickly released her grip. She hadn't realized she had grabbed his hair so tightly just to steady

herself.

Nora silently praised him for his patience.

“Sorry, | didn’t mean to,” she apologized, hiding her hands behind her back and playfully flicking away a strand

of his hair. Seeing her smiling eyes, a rush of memories flooded Sean's mind—the eyes that belonged only to

Norah.

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Almost involuntarily, he reached out as if to touch her cheek.

“Hey! Careful there. You're not about to pull my hair out, are you?” Nora took a couple of steps back and

stumbled over something again.

Sean moved to catch her, but Nora grabbed his hair once more. Fighting back a laugh of frustration, Sean

thought that if it weren't for Norah, he would have escorted her out the moment she stepped in. He certainly

wouldn't be enduring having his hair pulled twice in a row.

Feeling the pain in his scalp, he frowned and insisted, “Let go.”

Nora released her grip and jumped away. She could still feel the warmth of his touch on her waist and catch the

lingering scent of his body wash—it was pleasant.

Behind her mask, she wore a noticeably awkward expression. Since waking up, she hadn't been this close to any

other man.

“Why does a five-star hotel's floor have so many bumps? Well, | apologize,” Nora babbled, embarrassed by the

unexpected mishaps in the room. She knew she had to leave before things got any more awkward.

“I'll have my agent compensate you for any mental distress. I'm sorry,” she hastily apologized, moving towards

the door without sparing a glance at the enticing figure of the man. Making a fool of herself twice in front of such

a handsman was already embarrassing enough.

“Nora,” Sean called out. “Where are you going?”

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Nora didn’t turn around. “That's none of your business.”

Well, since this man was staying next door, he couldn't possibly be a crazy fan of hers, could he? The thought

sent a shiver down her spine.

“Where are you headed? | can give you a ride,” Sean insisted, starting to pull clothes from the wardrobe.

“I know the city quite well. | can be your guide and chauffeur.” Nora pivoted and observed the man at the head

of the bed. He had a handsface, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. His eyes were fixed intently on her.

Nora hesitated, then relented. “Since you're my fan, I'll accept your offer. In return, | can give you my

autograph.”

Sean laughed. “That's exactly what | want.”