The place where Nathan Foster knocked didn't hurt.
Instead, it felt tingly and numb.
His voice was deep and husky, magnetically enticing, especially with the slight smile in his eyes at the moment. It was like a chastely attractive movie lead suddenly pinning you against the wall, making your heart race.
South Grant had a thing for looks.
The reason why he hated Nathan so much in his past life was because Nathan always tormented him. In this life, not only did Nathan not torment him, but he also helped him with everything.
So South Grant didn't hate him like he did in the past, and instead looked at him calmly, acknowledging that his looks indeed matched his aesthetic.
Nathan Foster looked at South Grant, not speaking, just staring at him.
"What are you thinking?"
Nathan's voice brought South back, and South naturally said:
"Looking at how handsome you are."
Nathan was taken aback, clearly not expecting South to say that.
