Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149

The temperature had dropped outside, and the night was cold. A thin layer of chill clung to the folds of Nick’s coat.

Khloe’s gentle gesture eased some of the gloom weighing on Nick, but he still slowly pushed her away.

“It’s late. You should go rest.’

“Nick… are you mad at me?” Khloe asked, a trace of surprise in her voice. Seeing him start to walk away, she reached out and held him back.

“No,” Nick replied immediately, though there was a slight hesitation in his tone, a stiff edge he couldn’t conceal.

“Was it because I forgot you’d be coming tonight, or that I didn’t reply to your message?” Khloe’s voice softened, almost taking on a coquettish note, though she didn’t realize it.

Being near Nick seemed to melt the ice around her heart in an instant.

Nick said nothing. He had never been overly close with anyone, and he had long grown accustomed to farewells, indifference, and being forgotten.

But tonight, while waiting for Khloe, a strange discomfort gripped him.

He dared not call her, yet feared she might not respond if he did.

These feelings, once inconsequential, now wrapped around him like a nightmare.

“Nick… I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad at me, okay?”

Khloe suddenly wrapped her arms lightly around his waist from behind.

Her voice dropped, tinged with guilt and coaxing warmth. “Next time I’ll reply right away, and I’ll never forget what you say… Actually, something upset me tonight, too. Could you… stay with me for a little while?”

Nick turned toward her, lifting a hand to draw her closer. His jaw tilted slightly; his breath brushed her temple, warm and soft.

The proximity made her heart flutter.

“…Nick,” she murmured, a little embarrassed, repeating it softly. “So… will you stay?”

“Yes.” His breath, mingled with the heat of his body and a near-kiss brushing her cheek, sent shivers through her.

Fearing she might be overcome, Khloe quickly turned to unlock the door, taking his hand as they entered her home.

Inside, she turned on the lights, changed her shoes, and retrieved a brand-new pair of men’s slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them at his feet.

“These are just for you. Try them-see if they fit.”

Nick’s gaze dropped to the slippers. Something faint yet bright sparked in his eyes. Without hesitation, he said, “I

like them.”

Khloe couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes curving in delight as she looked at him.

Seeing her smile, Nick’s expression softened, and he asked, “Why are you laughing?”

“I’m laughing…” she said, her tone light, mischievously warm. “Because everyone says the heir of the Hunt

1/2

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify