Chapter 422 What If I Became Your Lover?

• Caught off guard, Nora Clarke was knocked onto the couch by Jordan Dawson. Her eyes widened, breath stilled. Her hands pushed instinctively against his chest as he leaned in, not noticing that she’d pinned one of his big hands beneath her head.
• With his movement checked, he had to keep himself bent over her, which let him stare at Nora Clarke’s face from up close.
• “You asked if I couldn’t possibly be a lover. Why not?”