Chapter 173
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
However, as she dried her face and glanced at the mirror, she spotted Domenic standing behind her.
He had one hand in his pocket and was leaning against the door.
The tall, slender man stood silhouetted against the light.
The brightness outlined his handsome profile in a golden hue.
Domenicâs attire was a white shirt, casually unbuttoned at the collar.
From her viewpoint, Lindsey could see his Adamâs apple, which appeared alluring.
In some way, Lindsey sensed that he was gazing at her with even more affection than before.
âMr.
Walsh, why did you approach without making a sound? You gave me a bit of a shock.
â Lindsey gazed at him through the mirror and realized he had been silently watching her.
She then asked in a soft voice, âWhatâs up?â
âItâs nothing.
â A faint smile crossed Domenicâs lips.
âSince youâre not saying anything, why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something dirty on my face?â Lindsey examined herself in the mirror and noticed her face was incredibly smooth.
There was nothing amiss on her skin.
Domenic pressed his thin Lips together, lowered his head, and released a captivating chuckle.
Narrowing her eyes, she spun around and approached him.
Tilting her head to the side, she gazed up at him and remarked, âMr.
Walsh, youâre acting strange today.
â
âWhatâs wrong?â Domenic cast his gaze downward.
âYouâve been gazing at me with that silly grin.
â A frown creased Lindseyâs brow.
Hearing this, Domenic laughed heartily.
He touched his nose, then gently placed his hand on Lindseyâs
shoulder, gazing into her clear, beautiful eyes.
âI need to apologize for the other day.
â
âFor what?â
âRegarding the question I posed after your Lunch with Sumner, I got it all wrong.
â
Lindsey instantly understood what he was referring to.
Her cheeks flushed.
He had ki*sed her that day and questioned her about being intimate with other men.
She hung her head and nibbled on her lip.
âItâs not a big deal.
What happened that day is in the past.
â
âAre you sure youâre not upset? Then why did you keep pushing me away?â
âItâs just⦠we are only friends.
â Her head was lowered as far as it could go, and she didnât exude any confidence in her voice.
Domenic leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her blushing ear as he whispered, âWhat if I say I no longer want to be just friends with you?â
Lindsey abruptly lifted her head, staring at the man before her in disbelief.
What did he mean by that?
If he didnât want to be friends, then what was his intention with her?