She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1115:

Freya didn’t answer. She didn’t want to get into it.

“Freya,” Ellis said, his voice lilting at the end in that teasing way of his.

Freya didn’t reply—just threw him a sidelong glance.

He slipped an arm around her waist and drew her closer. “Didn’t you say overindulgence in sex is bad for my health? So why are you always stuck on the idea?”

“I’m not,” Freya defended quickly.

“Really?”

“Yeah!”

“Then why do you keep misreading me?”

There was no clever comeback

a long beat, she blurted out, “It’s the way you act—and the things you say and

it’s my fault?” Ellis asked,

back

laughed and pulled her snug against his chest, obviously amused. “How does your fault

going to sleep,” Freya muttered, eager to switch topics—this conversation was getting nowhere

you mean you want to sleep with

Freya snapped. He was getting more

gaze, his voice low and languid, every syllable practically dripping

“I’m going to sleep.”

let me carry you

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sleep in the master room. You take another room.” Freya laid down the rule right away—he was far too

enough beds to go

scooped Freya up and carried her

a board. Inside, her mind was spiraling into a quiet