Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 163

Hudson's thumb absentmindedly brushed against the side of her waist. Through the sheer silk, he could feel the delicate curve of her body and her radiating warmth.

The smoldering tension was impossible to ignore. His breathing grew ragged, and the veins in his neck stood out in stark relief, straining as if they might snap.

The bedroom was cast in shadows, save for the pale moonlight filtering through the window, highlighting the seductive flush on her cheeks.

He stood frozen, his spine locked tight, every fiber of his being demanding he close the distance between them.

But she was right there in his arms. Her lips were slightly parted, exhaling a sweet scent that brushed against his skin and shattered his rationality piece by piece.

He could trace the flutter of her eyelashes. If he just lowered his head, he could claim her soft lips.

But right before their mouths could meet, he clenched his fists and brutally yanked his head away.

"It's late. You need to sleep," he rasped.

Nora stared at him in utter shock.

He avoided her gaze like a man fleeing a burning building, standing up and pulling her off his body.

"I'll have the staff clean up the room."

Nora sat on the sofa, utterly bewildered as she watched him disappear through the doorway.

Did he...

Just reject her?

Why?

She glanced down at her nightgown.

It was barely there—a scrap of silk that barely grazed her upper thighs. It left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

She wasn't vain, but she knew she had stunning curves. She certainly didn't look like someone a man would run away from.

But Hudson...

Nora bit her lip, a wave of frustrating disappointment washing over her.

Was she not attractive enough?

Or was it true that he physically couldn't perform?

But she had felt his very obvious reaction before.

Then why...

Nora's racing thoughts suddenly halted.

That look in his eyes just before he pushed her away...

She had seen it once before.

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