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.
I led her towards the exit
didn’t know who. I
turning back
bold letters, under the
head. Wasn’t this
you don’t like koalas,”
rolled
we walked out of the gala in silence, but couldn’t help
I paid were worth lifting her mood after that
SOFIA
stubborn for not carrying a coat, because it really was chilled outside. While we waited for the valet to bring the car, I folded my arms in front of my chest, goosebumps all
spared me a
My
asked you to carry your
to glare at him. I genuinely thought he would remove his
was a gentleman at times,
was a difficult
passenger seat and getting in. Lknew Gabriel was amused, shaking his head, tipping the valet and
got
in.
did was switch on
I was in my room. The time was almost
pangs became unavoidable, I tip toed down to the kitchen in
here, so
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to find some chips with a dip of some ice cream, I
No luck.
behind me.
my place when
a questioning eyebrow raised. I gulped looking at him, but mostly the way his black round neck tee clung
him. “I- I’m just looking for chips, Or something to
was the first time I had seen him in anything except a shirt and pants. And I always knew he was so good looking, but the way the thin
I sleep with the heater in my room on, my hair tied in a messy ponytail when his eyes stayed fixed
He didn’t stop.
inches away, forcing me to look back
and although I wasn’t too blessed
was dark, and I was hoping he
him breath. If I leaned up, he was close enough for me to kiss
“Chips,” he said.
open the drawer above me, and I
pack of unopened
He didn’t move away.
moving out from the right, but he put his hand on that side, caging
was
He didn’t answer.
face was inches away from mine
free hand wrapped around my waist, sliding downwards. I stopped breathing when they reached over my but it didn’t seem like
My very bare thigh.
*Hm?” I gulped.
how he raised me, but I was studdenly sting
distanced. “Would you share them with
“What?”
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“The chips.
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