Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 323

Chapter 323

Lyman turned his head and found Effie gazing at him, unblinking. Her long lashes fluttered, and her beautiful eyes shimmered like sunlight on water-deep,

luminous, mesmerizing.

A sly smile tugged at Lyman's lips as he walked over and took a seat beside her.

Effie swallowed nervously, clutching at the fabric of her jeans on either side.

Lyman leaned in, shifting closer and closer to her.

Effie forgot to breathe; her heart pounded so fast, it felt like it might leap out of her chest at any moment.

"You" she started.

Lyman didn't answer. He only moved nearer, until the space between them was barely a whisper.

Effie's senses filled with his intoxicating scent-masculine, commanding, yet somehow comforting. Her heart hammered even harder, and she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the kiss she was certain would come.

But the gentle press of his lips never landed.

Instead, the sound of the nightstand drawer sliding open broke the tension, followed by a quiet rustling as he searched for something.

Wait-what?

her eyes and saw Lyman holding a hair dryer, a

go to bed like this,

at him, heat creeping up her cheeks. So she'd let her imagination run wild, after

She'd really thought...

out.

hide her embarrassment, she extended

back, just out of reach. "I've got this. Husbands are supposed to dry their wives' hair. That's how

had the machine humming, choosing the medium setting instead of blasting it

quieter," he said, glancing at

a soft

door earlier to keep the noise from

untangled her hair, cautious not to tug too

relaxed, lulled by the warm air and his careful touch, feeling so safe and content she

drone of the dryer

her eyes open and saw Lyman had already set the dryer aside. Now he was staring straight at her, his eyes dark and

caught. Before she could react, Lyman leaned in and murmured,

lips claiming

his arms,

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