Chapter 1831

"I'll take it." A deep voice drifted into her ears, and then the bag in her hand was taken away. Naomi paused, and the bag was already in Scott's grip. She said, "It's fine. It's not heavy." She reached out to take the bag back, insisting he did not need to carry it. But before she could touch it, her hand was gently held by Scott. Naomi froze. The driver stood outside the car, watching the two of them with a knowing, amused smile. How romantic—Mr. Lawson and his wife! "I'll carry it." Scott's voice was low as he tightened his grip on her slender fingers. A surge of warmth spread from his palm, and her cheeks flushed red without her realizing it. "Let's go." Without saying more, she pulled her hand back and got out of the car. Scott's eyes followed her as she left, and he stepped out of the car, naturally moving to her side. It was noon, and the sun was blazing hot. The instant Naomi stepped out, a wave of scorching heat enveloped her, making her instinctively want to retrea