Nathan’s lips quirked into a small smile, his hand still resting lightly on my cheek. Before I could react, he stole another quick peck on my lips, this one softer but no less impactful. “With a kiss like that?” he said, his voice teasing but sincere. “Who wouldn’t calm down?”
His tone shifted slightly as he added, “But seriously, Alex is an asshole.”
“Agreed,” I replied without hesitation. “I can’t wait to be free of him.”
As the words left my mouth, an all-too-familiar sensation crawled up my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, a telltale sign that Alex was still nearby, watching. My stomach churned, the weight of his gaze pressing against me even though I couldn’t see him.
I squared my shoulders, forcing myself to stand tall. I wouldn’t give Alex the satisfaction of seeing how much he unsettled me.
Turning back to Nathan, I forced a smile. “Let’s go back inside,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Before they declare us missing.”
Nathan slipped an arm around my waist, the gesture as comforting as it was protective. “Lead the way,” he said, his voice warm and grounding. He paused, his thumb brushing against my cheek before he pulled out a small tube of lipstick, gently applying it to my lips where his kiss had smudged it.
“Perfect,” he said with a soft grin, brushing his thumb lightly against my cheek before stepping back. he added softly “You’re amazing, you know that?”
I couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped me, shaking my head as I looked away, heat rushing to my cheeks. “You’re just saying that because I agreed to match your suit,” I teased.
He chuckled, his hand still firmly at my side as he guided me back toward the venue. “Maybe,” he said, his voice light. “But I’d say it even if you didn’t.”
My cheeks flushed, but I couldn’t help smiling as we rejoined his colleagues. They were already watching us with knowing smiles, their teasing glances making me blush deeper.
Nathan excused himself when one of the organizers called him over. Before leaving, he kissed my cheek and whispered, “Miss me,” in a tone that made my heart skip.
Left on my own, I shifted awkwardly, scanning the room for something to focus on. Alex was nowhere to be seen, which was a relief. Maybe he’d finally left.
I was pulled from my thoughts by a voice beside me. “Hi, you must be Raina.”
Turning, I saw a woman with a sharp smile and a poised demeanor. “I’m Vivian,” she said, extending a hand. “One of Nathan’s colleagues.”
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