Chapter 21

• He waves the brochure away and reaches up to cup my face again, running his thumb over my cheek and making goosebumps rise all over me despite the warm temperature. Without making the conscious decision to do so, I lean into his touch and let out a soft moan. I shoot him a worried look, hoping he doesn’t think I’m some kind of pervy nut, but he looks pleased by my reaction.
• “Matteo,” he says, pointing at his chest, and when I repeat his name, he smiles at the sound of it on my lips.
• “Nora,” I say, pointing at myself. He repeats it, rolling the r and making my name sound sexier than I ever thought it could.