Chapter 1859

He looked as though he had stepped out of a painting. He was so surreal, so dreamlike. As Naomi gazed at the man in her line of sight, John's earlier question echoed in her ears. "Do you still like him?" She did. Yes, she liked him. From the first time they met, through the divorce, and even now, she had liked him all along. She could not control her feelings. All she could do was accept this helpless, undeniable truth. "What's wrong?" He came to stand in front of her, lowering his eyes to look at her closely. His fingertips brushed her eyelids. Those eyes held so much, so many emotions. Emotions that were not usually there. And those emotions… seemed to be about him. His arm slipped around her waist, pulling her in. His fingers gently rubbed against her eyelids. Naomi's lashes fluttered instinctively, then she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, avoiding his touch. His touch made it impossible for her to keep her eyes open. She turned away. His fingertips lan