A Cue for Love novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Close Enough

When Natalie returned home, she saw a group of middle-aged women surrounding the entrance of the flat and swooning.

“Isn’t this young man so handsome?”

“He must be waiting for his girlfriend here!”

“I wonder which girl is so lucky to be this young man’s girlfriend?”

Natalie was dubious as to how handsome the man could be.

No matter who he is, I’m sure he can’t be more handsome than those two guys from the Bowers family.

She glanced nonchalantly at the man surrounded by the older women. When she saw his face, her eyes widened immediately.

Samuel? Why is he here?

Samuel was wearing plain gray trousers and a white and black shirt, but he looked as if he had just walked out of a fashion magazine.

Two of his shirt buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbone. He seemed fatally tempting.

He stood under the setting sun with one hand in his pocket, looking indescribably handsome.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Samuel turned to look at Natalie.

Did he come here to meet me? Could it be that something happened to Franklin and Sophia again?

Just as Natalie’s thoughts were rapidly turning, he took his hand out of his pocket and walked up to her slowly.

“Which floor is your house on?”

“Huh?”

Samuel frowned slightly, and he repeated the question patiently.

“Which floor is your house on?”

Natalie was a little confused. She mumbled, “It’s… on the eighth floor.”

Without saying anything, Samuel grabbed her hand and headed toward the elevator.

Natalie took a few steps before coming back to her senses. She stopped and asked, “Samuel, what are you doing?”

“You’re not going to invite me to your house? Are you sure you want to talk to me here while being surrounded by these women?”

Natalie was completely taken aback by his words.

“Samuel, are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your taste?” Natalie pointed at her own face. “How could you say those cheesy words to this face?”

Although she did not allow others to dislike her hyper-realistic mask, she herself despised the freckle-covered mask to no end.

Samuel took Natalie’s hand, and he looked into her eyes.

“I won’t allow you to say that about yourself.”

“Samuel, do you need me to refer an optometrist to you?”

“Is there something wrong with my eyes?” He leaned down abruptly, closing the distance between them. The tip of his nose was touching hers. “Didn’t you study medicine? Why don’t you take a look first? Is this close enough?”

They were so close that they could feel each other’s warm breath. Their lips were almost touching.

For the first time, Natalie was at a disadvantage in front of a man.

Just then, the door creaked open, and a tiny face poked out.

“Mommy, are you back?”