A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 290

So, deep down, was Silas just using her as a stand–in for that other woman? Was that why he always got so emotional, so lost in the moment with her?

The thought crossed Calliope’s mind, and almost instinctively, she wanted to be more proactive, to make sure she occupied every part of his attention.

She couldn’t pinpoint when it happened, but somewhere along the line, her heart had started to open up to this man. It was hard to say exactly when she began to hope they could keep going on like this together.

She had already forgotten about Gideon, forgotten about the days before. It was Silas she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

But there was still a sliver of unease in her heart. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to ask; she just didn’t have the

courage.

What if she asked, and he said she was only a stand–in? What would she do then? What if he told her she was only temporary, that he would eventually return to the woman in his heart? How would she handle that?

Fear of the unknown kept her from wanting to change anything. She was terrified that if she tried to change their current situation, it would all shatter like a fragile bubble.

know when it started, but she found herself leaning

thought of a quick exit had become

Silas reciprocated wholeheartedly. He responded to her passion with

they knew it, the car had arrived back home. Their passion had left their clothes slightly askew, a testament to their fervor.

After parking the car, he discreetly stepped out, gave a quick nod, and headed to his own

car. She wrapped her arms around

longing in her eyes. She

he carried her upstairs, tossing her gently onto the bed. As he shrugged off his jacket and

lightly brushing against Silas’s chest. He grasped her hand, his deep

seemed to rise in response

long, a light sheen of sweat covered her

her. For once,

her, gazing at her with an intensity that made her heart

impossible to resist. Meeting his gaze was like getting

Calliope’s heart raced.

and gentle. His hand brushed lightly over her hair, his heart melting at the memory of her initiative the previous night. She was his woman, adorable in every way. Asleep, she resembled a sweet, tiny creature, so endearing he