Chapter 11

The sting faded into a cool rush, soothing the ache while leaving behind a strange tingling sensation.

Focused entirely on his task, Nolan bent his head with quiet concentration.

Light streamed across his face, carving shadows along the edges of his strong profile. Even his lashes flickered faintly with every movement.

He was so close, his features felt almost unreal-striking in a way that made Jonny seem forgettable,unfairly breathtaking, as though he had stepped out of a dream.

For a fleeting second, Eleanor lost herself, her heart skipping out of rhythm.

Without breaking the rhythm of his hands, Nolan lifted his gaze ever so slightly, catching the way she stared. Enjoying the view?" His words rolled out low and smooth as he teased her in that calm voice of his.

Heat rushed to Eleanor's face, the sudden blush making her feel like she had just been caught misbehaving.

Snapping herself back to the moment, she glanced around nervously, her cheeks still tinged with pink.

She reached out quickly, snatching the cotton swab from his hand to change the subject. "Mr. Stewart,this is nothing serious. I can take care of it myself."

Nolan's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint curve forming at the edge of his mouth.

Instead of arguing, he released his grip and let her handle it.

His stare, however, didn't move away, holding a glimmer of intrigue.

The weight of his attention unsettled her. His presence alone carried a pressure that was hard to ignore Summoning her courage, she finally looked up and asked with uncertainty, "Mr. Stewart, do you really have the time to stand here and watch me?"

After all, the head of Stewart Group wasn't someone expected to linger over such a trivial matter.