I Quit the Night His Eyes Healed

I Quit the Night His Eyes Healed 1 I was nothing more than a background character in a fluffy billionaire romance. The kind readers barely remembered. So on the night Liam Bennett, the blind heir I'd spent the past year taking care of, was finally about to recover his eyesight, I turned in my resignation. Because I already knew what came next. Soon, he would meet the woman he was destined to fall in love with. I just never expected everything to go off script the night before I left. Someone from a rival company drugged him. By the time I got upstairs, Liam was already sitting on the couch with his dress shirt hanging open at the collar, his skin flushed deep pink beneath the warm lighting. Then he reached for me. One strong pull around my waist and I stumbled straight onto his lap. "Nora..." His voice came out low and rough, soaked in restraint. "I feel terrible. Help me out a little, okay?" I was nothing more than a background character in a fluffy billionaire romance. The kind readers barely remembered. So on the night Liam Bennett, the blind heir I'd spent the past year taking care of, was finally about to recover his eyesight, I turned in my resignation. Because I already knew what came next. Soon, he would meet the woman he was destined to fall in love with. I just never expected everything to go off script the night before I left. Someone from a rival company drugged him. By the time I got upstairs, Liam was already sitting on the couch with his dress shirt hanging open at the collar, his skin flushed deep pink beneath the warm lighting. Then he reached for me. One strong pull around my waist and I stumbled straight onto his lap. "Nora..." His voice came out low and rough, soaked in restraint. "I feel terrible. Help me out a little, okay?" The moment I saw him sitting there like that, my chest tightened in panic. Because according to the story, the person who was supposed to walk through that door tonight was Maya Smith. Not me. "Nora?" Liam tilted his head toward my voice, his unfocused eyes landing vaguely in my direction. Even blind, there was still something dangerously attractive about the way he looked at people. "Is that you?" "Yeah, it's me." I swallowed hard and immediately tried to stand. "I'm going to get a doctor." I spun toward the door too quickly, nerves making my legs clumsy enough that I nearly tripped over myself. My hand shook as I grabbed the handle and twisted it hard, but the door didn't move. I frowned and tried again. Still nothing. The lock wouldn't budge no matter how much force I used. While I was still wrestling with the door, heat suddenly settled against my back. A quiet laugh brushed past my ear before Liam slipped his fingers between mine and loosely threaded our hands together. Then his hips shifted against me. The contact was unmistakable. My entire body stiffened. "Liam..." My voice trembled embarrassingly. "Mm?" His answer carried a lazy smile. "I'm here." "You need to calm down first. Maybe we can figure out how to open the door and then, ah..." The rest of the sentence dissolved into a soft gasp when his lips found the side of my neck. He kissed slowly, deliberately, like he knew exactly how to make someone weak. Every touch lingered just long enough to leave my skin burning, and right when my breathing started falling apart beneath him, he pressed forward harder until my body was trapped fully against the door. "Nora," he murmured near my ear, amusement woven through his voice, "what were you saying? I can't exactly see what I'm doing." His fingers tightened around mine. "So help me out?"