The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 728

Zachary saw how flushed Sophia's face was and immediately frowned. His first thought was that she might be sick.

He tapped a few keys on his keyboard and told his team to hold for a moment. He then got up and walked over to her. "What's wrong? Your face is burning up."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched her forehead before he instantly stiffened. Her skin was burning hot. "Sophia, are you running a fever?"

He turned to grab a thermometer, but she quickly reached out and grabbed his shirt.

"I'm not." Her voice trembled slightly. "Zachary, I'm not running a fever, and I'm not sick either."

"Then, why are you so warm? And your face is bright red." His eyes filled with concern. He cupped her cheeks and found that they were even hotter than her forehead was.

"Sophia, if you're feeling unwell, you have to tell me right away."

"I'm fine." She bit her lower lip, then stood up and took off her headphones, tossing them onto the table. She suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Zachary... do you... really like me?"

Her voice was soft, almost uncertain. It was like she was embarrassed to even say the words.

Zachary froze for a moment, then placed his large hand on her waist. With a slight tug, he pulled her onto his feet so she was standing on top of them.

"Yes, I like you." He looked into her eyes and answered slowly, seriously, and with absolute certainty. "I like you. There's no question about it."

Her eyes turned a little red with emotion. She bit her lip again. "Then, have you ever thought about..."

She was fumbling now, the words barely coming out, her gaze darting away from his face. She couldn't even bring herself to finish the sentence.

His eyes softened as he watched her struggle. "Sophia, are you worried about something?"

"No!" she blurted, looking up at him, then quickly looking away again. "I'm not worried."

her on the edge of his desk. Then, he reached over and shut

the rest of her sentence, but Zachary knew exactly what she meant. He'd wanted this too, but he'd been waiting for

that patience had made her doubt his feelings for her,

low and husky against her ear.

deeper, glowing red like it might explode at any given moment. Sitting there on the desk, Sophia's

arms around him. "What do you

couldn't even bring herself to look at him, and her voice was barely above a

His lips curled up, and his eyes were filled with warmth. "Sophia... I'm sorry I made you overthink things. I'm sorry

moment you feel ready. And now that you are, I'm

nodded slowly. "Yeah... I'm ready.

she called his

"Yeah?"

She knew what to expect

ould be

gentle.

s

me. I'll never hurt you." His deep

blanket. Then, he

around his waist as he

her-his hands moved slowly and tenderly, coaxing the tension in her frame away. Before long, he lifted her

on the bed, her

slow, tender,

comfort. There was not a hint

felt safe and relaxed. She was

shower. The hot water streamed over her skin, hiding the traces of what had just

you okay?" he asked

"I'm okay." The words came out so quietly that

you." He slid his hand into hers,

this. So... how did I do? Was it good enough