Chapter 12
GABRIE
I’m not a man who usually listens to any woman, but this one had a hold on me. Not her, but the dress she was wearing. The way it hugged her upper body and then flowed down, showing her leg perfectly. Every time a man in this room looked at her, it drove me insane. It made me want to go up the stage and announce her as my wife.
“I don’t dance. I tell her firmly as 1 stand in front of her on the dancing floor, studying each move.
She pretended to be unbothered by what happened with Arthur, but I knew she heard every bit of my conversation with him, and it affected her.
“I know,” she replied, wrapping her hand around my neck. Her fake smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Can you stand here for a bit anyway?”
“Why
“Mrs. Johnson was talking about how we didn’t even dance at our own reception so we should take the floor now. I tried refusing, but she wouldn’t buy it. I was going to come find you after freshening up.”
My eyes reflexively found the sixty year old woman who was looking at us from a corner with her husband, who happened to be my grandfather’s friend. I put my hands on her waist. “So, you’re doing this to keep pretence? Because the contract I made you sign requires you to?”
“Mh-hm.”
I tightened my grasp on her waist, pulling her closer and swaying with her.
She was usually way more talkative than this.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
“Arthur was drunk.”
“He was”
“If you would’ve have been there, what was he planning to do?”
1 stiffened. “I was there.”
She hesitantly looked at me. “But you won’t always be there.”
“I will.” I tell her, my voice promising. “You’re my responsibility, Sofia.”
“Freckles.”
“What?”
She finally smiled. “You call me freckles.”
“I do. I passed her a soft one back and she relaxed, seeming convinced.
Im ready to go home.
“You haven’t eaten.”
She just shrugged, moving away from me and my hands drop from her waist, almost making me wish she hadn’t. She fixed
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her dress while I stared, wondering how pretty that piece of cloth would look on the floor of my.
That thought alone, of removing her dress in my room, my hands all over that perfect skin of hers, made heat rush down and I could feel my pants tighten.
I had to tear my vision away from her and just when I was almost successful in calming my absurd thoughts down, she wrapped one of her hands around my arm, and my breath froze midway again.
led her towards the exit when someone announced
know who. I didn’t
turning back
in bold letters, under the top
shook my head. Wasn’t this
you don’t like koalas,”
I rolled
eye while we walked out of the gala in silence, but couldn’t help myself from catching
lifting
SOFIA
valet to bring the car, I folded my arms in front of my
spared me a
know.” My
you to carry
glare at him. I genuinely thought he would remove his coat and offer it to me, but he
a gentleman at times, and not at
was a difficult man to
the passenger seat and getting
got
in.
was switch on the heater, and then the engine
my room. The time
tossed in my bed, feeling too lazy to wake up, but when the hunger pangs became unavoidable, I tip toed down to the
here, so
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didn’t feel like cooking: Hoping to find some chips with a dip of some
No luck.
behind me.
place when I heard a throat clear
gulped looking at him, but
decision to look away from him.
a shirt and pants. And I always knew he was so good looking, but the way the thin material of his tee was
made aware of the tiny shorts I was wearing since I sleep with the heater in my room
He didn’t stop.
stop till he was inches away,
I wasn’t too blessed in that department, I had enough for my turned
was dark, and I was hoping he couldn’t see
was close, so close that I could hear him breath. If I leaned up, he was
“Chips,” he said.
above me, and I
flushed, I grabbed the pack of unopened chips from him.
He didn’t move away.
the right, but he put his hand on that side, caging
voice was
He didn’t answer.
was aware I was stuttering. He was leaning down to reach my height. His face was inches away from mine couldn’t even
sliding downwards. I stopped breathing when they reached over my but it didn’t seem
My very bare thigh.
*Hm?” I gulped.
me, and I don’t know how he raised me, but I was studdenly sting on the kitchen
slightly distanced. “Would you share them with
“What?”
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“The chips.
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