Chapter 442

　　Third Person's POV 　　"Staring at me?" Blake suddenly turned his head, his sapphire eyes sweeping over her flushed cheeks, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. 　　"N-no!" Catherine hastily lowered her head, her fingers crumpling the book pages, yet not a word entered her mind. 　　Blake let out a low chuckle and strode to her side, his long leg bracing against the sofa back, trapping her in the soft confines. 　　"Is it nervous to stare at your fiancé?" He deliberately emphasized the word "fiancé," his warm breath grazing her reddening earlobe. "Or have you already decided I'm your 'husband'?" 　　Catherine's heartbeat skipped. They were engaged, but the word "husband" still sent a blush to her cheeks. 　　"Don't jump the gun, we're not married yet," she whispered, her gaze involuntarily sliding downward as he began unbuttoning his shirt—his defined chest faintly visible beneath the white fabric, each button like a droplet being undone by his slender fingers. 　　"Stop!" Catherine jerked her