Chapter Seven
Sofia Hamilton felt puzzled by his gaze; why was he always watching her?
Moreover, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Sofia felt a bit embarrassed, picked up a dry towel, and started to rub her freshly washed hair, trying to ignore his presence.
But this man always had an incredibly strong presence...
Even if he said nothing, did nothing, it was impossible to overlook him.
Especially since he kept looking at her, his gaze as fiery as flames.
At that moment, Ryan Gregory came over to her side, sat next to her, took the towel from her hands, and began gently drying her hair under her puzzled eyes.
His movements were gentle, as he dried her hair while combing through it with his fingers. His long fingers weaved through her tresses, his fingertips touching her scalp, softly, tenderly, as if carrying an electric current, sparking tingles that spread quietly...
