Chapter 75
Nathan seemed like he was holding back, trying to keep his feelings in check. It was clear he wanted to make a move.
I wasn’t dumb. He never hid that he liked me. He probably thought this was a good chance, but since I was married, he didn’t want to make things awkward for me. And he didn’t want to lose his gentleman’s reputation.
I waited for two seconds and saw that the elevator was almost there. Turns out, he was even more shy than I was. My mind was flooded with sad memories from my previous life. I knew I was about to mess up tonight.
Nathan was like a loyal, well–behaved dog waiting for me to kiss him. I couldn’t let my dog feel disappointed or sad.
Just as I was about to lean in, the elevator dinged and stopped. The doors opened, and a man carrying a child stepped out.
I quickly pushed Nathan aside and moved to the other side. Nathan steadied himself with his hand. The elevator light hit his face, and I saw the hurt and disappointment there.
“Sorry, are you okay?” I panicked earlier because I didn’t expect anyone in the elevator, so I pushed him away.
“I’m not okay.” Nathan looked hurt. His handsome face was flushed. He closed his eyes and leaned against the elevator wall. “Sorry,” he said.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I said with a fake smile.
The elevator was quiet. I thought that was the end of it, but then six or seven people rushed in on the 13th floor. I froze at first. Then a big hand grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of Nathan.
“Move closer,” someone said outside.
Luckily, Nathan turned and blocked me in the corner of the elevator, keeping anyone from pressing against me. Instead, he was almost pressing against me.
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