The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 180

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 16

~WILLOW~

Did I hear him correctly? There’s no possible way that Dante just asked me not to take part in the kissing booth. I knew it wouldn’t bother him one bit.

“I don’t understand,” I whisper. “Why don’t you want me to take part? Aren’t you also taking part in it?”

He nods, “I am.” He answers me. “But I have no choice but to take part in it. I’m asking you to stay out of it for your own good.”

“My own good?” I ask, confused.

His jaw clenches, “yes, you’re unlike many of those girls who will be participating in it. They’re experienced. They’ve probably kissed dozens of men already. They know what they’re doing. You’re innocent; you’re not like them. Kissing a stranger would make you uncomfortable.”

“Are you trying to say that I’m a bad kisser?” I demand, surprised that he would even hint at that.

I could feel my cheeks get red with anger. I knew that I was innocent; I knew that I was also very inexperienced. However, he didn’t need to point this out without considering how it would hurt my feelings.

He turned his face to look at me; I could see the surprise in his eyes.

“When did I say that you were a bad kisser?” He demands.

“You just said that those girls knew exactly what they were doing while I don’t.” I remind him of his own words.

I knew he didn’t want to kiss me; he was thinking of my sister. Still, hearing

“Willow—”

by any other man before. Not on my cheeks or my lips

his finger, stopping me from

he glared at me, “I never said that kiss was bad.” He

did? I’m sure that’s not what he meant, but

to be searching for the right words, “I’m just saying that guys from the academy are f*****g horny bastards. They’ll put their hands all over your body and try to touch places they shouldn’t. And if I find out that anyone put their f*****g hands on you, I will chop each of

I didn’t know hearing a man mention cutting off someone’s fingers for me would ever make me this giddy, but I was learning new things about

words, unsure if I’d

dream. Why would he ever do

that Anya would want me to do that if anyone touched you inappropriately. I promised to protect

sister. Everything he did for me was only because she’d asked him to

once, I wished he would do it for me and only for me. Thinking like

sigh, “If it means that much

me. I hope he can find a way to avoid letting another woman kiss him. I knew Sharon and the other girls that threw themselves at him were waiting for

never looked my way. I would have been like any other girl trying to catch his attention. I think my sister knew this. She knew that she was the only person who would be able to get

charms. How could she not see

little after I told him I wouldn’t participate in the kissing booth. I hadn’t

before coming to bed. I was beginning to enjoy seeing him come out of the shower every time he was preparing for sleep. I was worried that it was something I would soon be looking forward

soap on him when he pulled the covers over