Chapter 137. A Moan Of Longing

“This is a job offer, Nectar. Do we really have to spend the rest of the time ignoring each other?” he groans while looking sleepily at me.

That tired look on his face isn’t something that I thought would turn me on. But it did. And I’m still enthralled by it that I don’t remember to reply.

“I had always known you were Lupin’s daughter even when you graduated from art school some months ago,” he continues while I’m still in a daze. “At that time, your friend shared a few of your works on her social media, which went viral. I somehow found the post and got interested in your work. I loved how you used your brushes, how you mixed your palette, and how you chose your colors. They felt calm, like the dusk of a wintry day. It’s why I so badly wanted to paint with you.”

I snapped back to reality around the last seven words, my brain quickly registering those words. “If