Chapter 31

• His “hmm” was a deep, velvety hum that vibrated from his chest quiet, unhurried, and impossibly seductive.
• Naomi quivered the moment she heard it. She wasn’t sure if her reaction was caused by his words or by the hand that lingered gently in her hair. His touch was unexpectedly soft for a man who always carried himself with such collected confidence.
• Unable to bear the thought of him seeing her swollen, injured forehead, Naomi lowered her head even further, letting her hair fall like a curtain. She didn’t dare lift her gaze to meet his.