The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 197

Book 3 Chapter 33

~DANTE~

Willow falls on top of me suddenly, and it takes me a few seconds to realize she’d fallen asleep.

I sigh, maybe it’s for the best. A sleeping Willow was much easier to handle than a drunk one.

I slowly pick her up and gently place her back on the passenger’s side.

There was a knock on the door right after I buckled her in.

I open my door and find Damon standing there. “What are you doing parked to the side of the road?” He asks me. “Did something happen?”

Something did, but I wasn’t about to tell him that.

“No.” I lie. “I just needed to make sure that Willow was okay. She fell asleep, and I worried she was too cold.”

I grab my shirt and cover her body.

He nods, “alright. Drive safe. I’ll see you at home.”

I nod and shut the door. I’m not sure what the f**k just happened, but I knew I had to take a very cold shower tonight to help with my situation.

After tonight, I knew that my life would be a pain from now on.

The feel of Willow’s breasts in my hands was not something I would easily be able to forget. Every time I looked at her from now on, I would keep thinking about them and how good they felt.

to me tonight. She shouldn’t have tempted me that much.

that I didn’t

forget about everything else, including her sister. I wasn’t sure

into the garage, I quickly exited and took her into my arms. I swallow at how good even this

answering any questions tonight. I knew my parents would have

gently place her onto our bed. She looked beautiful even while she slept. I walked over to her closet and pulled

while I placed the robe over her. I quickly pulled the covers over

storm out of

to get her f*****g scent out of my

the stairs when I remembered something. Before I knew it, I was walking back to

I leaned over and gently moved her hair

. .

~WILLOW~

head in pain. Why was it hurting this much? I sat up from the bed and slowly opened my eyes. I wince as the

was

in nothing but a towel—something I love seeing. My head hurts so much that I

his eyes that I haven’t seen before. It makes me curious. What was

awake.” He says as

was he walking over to me? He barely ever gave me any attention unless it was necessary. Was I

I feel so horrible?” I ask

a drink. “I had this made specifically for

I ask. “Did

Clarissa gave you way too many drinks last

angry with

I couldn’t remember everything clearly, but now

memory makes everything