The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 

Chapter 272 

The sound of the running faucet drowned out Damon’s footsteps 

The moment his hand unexpectedly landed on her waist and his firm, warm chest pressed against her back, Chloe’s body stiffened. 

His familiar, fresh scent instantly enveloped her, and his warm breath fanned her ear, brushing her skin over and over. 

His voice was low and captivating. “I thought you’d give me the cold shoulder for a while.” 

Chloe’s body gradually relaxed. At Damon’s words, she tilted her head a little. 

The bright light slid off her pert, petite nose. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, her lips moved, and she uttered a crisp and melodious sound, “Why should I give you the cold shoulder?” 

Damon: “You looked upset this afternoon, and 1 ticked you off.” 

Chloe put the plate she was holding aside, wiped her hands on her apron, then placed her icy–cold hand over Damon’s hand around her waist. 

Damon looked up, holding her hand in his. 

Chloe felt a touch of warmth and turned to face him from his arms. 

She looked up at him, deep into his eyes. “I don’t blame you.” 

Her lips parted slightly, but a trace of apology flickered in her eyes. 

‘Damon, you’ve been doing great. I messed up. I was too sensitive. I’m sorry.” 

“Hmm, you can apologize in another way.” 

Chloe blinked, “You really don’t know how to be modest.” 

“That’s because I believe your apology is sincere.” Damon smiled, leaned down, and got closer to her, “Have you figured out how to apologize?” 

Chloe knew what he meant, her face blushing a little, “I haven’t figured it out yet.” 

Damon looked at her pretending to be oblivious and chuckled, his finger lightly brushing her lip corner. 

His voice was low and sexy, “If you don’t make a move, I will.” 

Chloe’s eyes hardened, she got his point and promptly bit his finger. 

What was he up to? 

She’d been with him long enough to know what he was thinking. 

Damon’s finger was bitten by her, but she wasn’t using much force, you could clearly see her neat teeth. 

It didn’t hurt, instead, he could feel the occasional brush of her warm, soft tongue against his finger. 

Damon’s eyes suddenly deepened, his voice slightly hoarse, “Let go.”