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?

Was she okay with me wanting someone she once had a relationship with? Was

the rest of my life, I would be married to a man that was in love with my sister. If that wasn’t bad enough, I wanted him. I didn’t want

shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his hair onto the

couldn’t keep staring at him; I didn’t

sits on it. I know

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

ask quietly. I couldn’t stop myself this time. It was

look at me, “why do you want

had the worst things to say to me. It bothered me that you would still

“It bothered you that I spoke to

to admit to it, but those were words straight out of my mouth. I had

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, it bothered me that you’re suddenly looking Sharon’s

me with his penetrating gaze. “It’s not what you think.” He finally

ask. “So then, why were you speaking to her

placed one hand behind his neck and looked at the ceiling, “I wasn’t happy with

my breath, “were you speaking to her

way to get her to stop. I wanted to speak to her first, to give her the

goes again. Flutter.

heart is fluttering. For him. Because of his words that weren’t even meant to have this kind

“Oh.”

I could say to

only question you have for me?”

this wasn’t the right time to ask them. We weren’t that close yet. I had

lie. “That’s all I