Chapter 67

Natalie quickly turned her head away. Jeffrey suddenly turned around, as if he had eyes on the back of his head. His gaze locked on hers with perfect accuracy. "Why are you pretending? It's not like you haven't seen it before," he teased. Natalie stared out toward the balcony. "It's not that attractive anyway." Jeffrey's expression darkened. He had a muscular figure from years of going to the gym, including defined abs and perfectly shaped arms… And she said that he wasn't attractive? He slammed the bathroom door shut with a thunderous bang. Natalie curled her lips in annoyance. She looked at the floor, then at the couch. Oh, well. She would rather sleep on the couch. A little discomfort was better than sharing a bed with Jeffrey. Even if they were to sleep side by side, it would still feel like they were worlds apart. Natalie lay down on the couch and adjusted her pillow. She turned on her side and shut her eyes. No matter how she tossed and turned, though, she couldn't fa