Chapter 123 A Racing Heartbeat

The hand around her waist was burning hot. With its warmth radiating through her, it made her body weak and unsteady. "Is he gone yet?" Sierra whispered. "Not yet," Theo replied. He had a serious tone as he looked down at the woman curled against his chest. A trace of amusement flickered in his deep eyes. He wished he could hold her like this forever, never letting go. Time stretched on, and Sierra's arm—propped against the seat to keep herself from pressing too close to him—started to ache. However, she didn't dare move, afraid of accidentally touching something she shouldn't. In the cramped space, the cool, woody scent of Theo's cologne surrounded her, pulling her in, and consuming her. It caused her heart to skip a few beats. She hesitantly tilted her head and was immediately met with his sharp jawline. His skin was flawless, his features so strikingly perfect that no matter which angle she looked from, there wasn't a single flaw to be found. Suddenly, Theo lowered his gaze,