The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 296

Nathan was definitely becoming more of a nag.

But a sweet warmth blossomed uncontrollably in Nora's chest.

For so many years, apart from her mother, Nora had never felt this kind of sheltering warmth from anyone.

Nathan's sudden intrusion into her life had caught her entirely off guard.

But as they spent more time together, she realized that their connection was a mix of Nathan's long-calculated pursuit and absolute destiny.

"I'll head back to the precinct, then."

Nathan gazed at her, utterly reluctant to let her go.

His raw desire was on full display.

Flushed under his intense stare, Nora coughed lightly, walked around to the driver's side, and tapped on the glass.

Unsure of what she wanted, Nathan rolled down the window and looked up. "What's wrong? Did you forget something?"

Nora nodded with a shy smile. "I did."

"Come closer."

Confused, Nathan leaned toward the open window.

Still smiling, Nora leaned in, intending to plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

But the man was entirely prepared. He turned his head at the exact second she closed the distance.

Unable to pull back in time, Nora's lips crashed directly against his.

His lips were surprisingly softer than his rigid personality let on.

Caught by a sense of novelty, Nora instinctively pressed closer.

That was all the invitation Nathan needed. His hand shot out, capturing the back of her head, and he kissed her with dominating intensity.

Nora's eyes flew wide open. The moment she parted her lips to speak, he claimed total access, deepening the kiss flawlessly.

Terrified of scaring her off, Nathan exercised monumental restraint.

But even so, Nora let out a breathless whimper.

Nathan paused, pressing one final, tender kiss against her lips before slowly pulling back.

Nora's eyes were glazed over, swimming with undeniable arousal.

Nathan's Adam's apple bobbed.

His voice came out dangerously raspy.

"Nora..."

And she understood exactly why.

Back then, even Nora couldn't stand the lingering, clinical stench that clung to her clothes.

Let alone Aaron, who, as a doctor, could immediately identify exactly what—or who—she had been handling.

Nora had purposefully kept her distance from him during that dark period.

Looking back, Aaron's infidelity was completely predictable.

A pseudo-single life coupled with constant romantic rejection.

A selfish man like Aaron was never going to handle the lack of physical validation.

Instinctively trying to protect herself, Nora had rejected Aaron's advances time and time again.

But the deeper truth she had never confessed to anyone was that the very concept of intimacy used to repulse her.

But just now...

Nora pressed a hand flat against her hammering chest.

The moment she realized she wasn't just completely open to Nathan's touch, but eagerly drowning in it, she knew she was a goner.

Completely and hopelessly a goner.