Chapter 117 A Romantic Gesture
- ‘Patience, Seb! Patience!’ he thought to himself with a smirk playing on his lips.
- Without a second thought, he leaned closer, and the tantalizing scent of his cologne enveloped Kourtney’s senses. He reached out, his fingers brushing against hers as he picked up one of the zucchini slices from her plate.
- “Here,” he said with a low and inviting voice.