The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 172

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 8

~WILLOW~

I couldn’t believe it. I was in Dante’s room for the first time. He’s kept this part of him away from me since marrying me. It felt strange yet exciting to finally be inside here.

However, it felt natural to be in here, like this was meant to be.

All my things were packed in a corner, and he promised to have a place for them soon. I wasn’t sure what was happening.

“If you’re uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed with me,” he says suddenly. “I can sleep on the sofa.”

I bit my lip. Was I uncomfortable with him sleeping in the same bed with me? I didn’t think I was. I trusted him.

“It’s okay.” It was barely a whisper, but he’d heard me. He nods and brings a sheet out of his closet.

“You can use this one.” He told me, and I quietly took it from him.

I knew my cheeks were red, but I couldn’t stop it even if I tried.

I barely moved when he grabbed his t-shirt from the bottom and pulled it over his head. Dante was now shirtless in front of me, and I could see each of his muscles. The lights were dimmed, and I was grateful for it. I knew I should turn away, I knew that I should look away, but my body had a mind of its own.

He walks into the bathroom, and I finally let go of the breath I’d been holding. Could he tell that I was looking at him?

marry me? Was she okay with me wanting someone she once had a relationship with? Was she indeed okay with him loving her and not me? Because I was not

rest of my life, I would be married to a man that was in love with my sister.

my breath when he walks out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his hair onto the floor.

force myself to close my eyes. I couldn’t keep staring at him; I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable if I

are still closed when he walks over to the bed and sits on it. I know when he’s next to me, I can hear

all. Having him this close was doing unexplainable things to my body. I wanted to close the distance between us. I wanted to get on top of him and bury my hands in his hair. I wanted to

were you speaking to Sharon earlier?” I ask quietly. I couldn’t stop myself this

turns to look at me, “why do you want to

to me. It bothered me that you would still stand there

bothered you

his penetrating gaze. I didn’t want to admit to it, but those were words straight out of my

for my sister,” I say finally. “You’ve always been faithful to her. So faithful that you wouldn’t even look my way. So yes,

penetrating gaze. “It’s not what you think.” He

were you speaking to her for so

at the ceiling, “I wasn’t happy with the

you speaking

“I had to find a way to get her to stop. I wanted to speak to her first, to

goes again.

that weren’t even meant to have this

“Oh.”

all I could say to

question you have for me?”

weren’t that close yet. I had to take

all I have