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?

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

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

wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his hair

staring at him; I didn’t want

are still closed when he walks over to the bed and sits on it. I know when

a good idea after 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 lean into him and inhale his

to Sharon earlier?” I ask quietly. I couldn’t

me, “why do you want

to me. It bothered me that you would still stand there and speak to her after everything

bothered you that I spoke

admit to it, but those were words straight out of my

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

with his penetrating gaze. “It’s not

were you

one hand behind his neck and looked at the ceiling, “I wasn’t happy with the things she’d said

my breath, “were you speaking to her

way to get her to stop. I wanted to speak to her first, to give her the opportunity to stop now before I used a different method to shut

again. Flutter. Flutter.

that weren’t even meant to have

“Oh.”

could say to

have for

to ask them. We weren’t that close yet. I had to take my time, especially with Dante. His heart was still bruised, and he could

I lie. “That’s all I