Chapter 675

As he was staring at her, Naomi sat up all of a sudden, leaning her weight against him. Tendrils of her hair brushed against his chin. With her face just inches away from his collarbone, he could clearly feel her breath tickling against his skin with every exhale. It felt as though someone was stroking him with a feather. Scott instinctively tightened his grip around her, pulling her closer to him. Naomi was so stunned by all of this that she did not move an inch. When she felt him pulling her close, she snapped out of her stupor and lifted her head to stare right into his eyes. His eyes were dark, but the reflection of the city lights allowed her to see right into the depths of his eyes. For some reason, perhaps it was the alcohol or perhaps due to this unfamiliar silence, she could not help feeling her heart race when she gazed into Scott's eyes. She tore her gaze away and turned to glance out the window, silently recalling what had happened before this. She vaguely remembered