The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 203

Book 3 Chapter 39

~WILLOW~

I’m nervous while walking out the door. It takes me a few seconds to build up the courage.

I can feel Dante’s eyes on me the second that I’m in front of his view. It feels weird being n***d under the robe. It’s almost like he can see everything even though my body is covered. That’s what it felt like.

“Have a great time!” His mother shouts behind us. “Remember to be in that spring at exactly midnight.”

Dante helps me onto the jeep and I try to hold in the gasp when his hand accidentally touches my breast. He doesn’t realize it because he doesn’t show emotion as he buckles me in.

My heart is pounding as I watch him enter the driver’s side.

The silence between us was awkward, but it allowed me to look at him and take everything in. He still wore clothes, but soon enough, he would be n***d before me. Why did a part of me want so badly to see him like that?

“Do you still think that I’m perfect?” I whisper before I can stop myself.

He glanced at me for a quick second before turning back to the track in front of us. “Why do you ask that?”

I held the robe tighter against my body. I didn’t think that I would ever worry about what someone thought of my body or the way I looked without any clothes on. But the thought of Dante seeing me utterly bare for the first time made me a little nervous.

I was scared that he wouldn’t like what he saw. I was afraid that he would compare me to my sister. I knew it was stupid. He didn’t love me. I shouldn’t worry about this, but I couldn’t help myself. I cared about Dante’s opinion.

He always told me how perfect I was. I didn’t want him to think less of me. I never knew it meant this much to me until now.

“No man has ever seen me n***d before. You always tell me how perfect I am.” I whisper. “I’m worried that you wouldn’t like what you see.”

He growled. “How can you say

shock on his face. I knew my face must be even redder than it’s been in the past. I don’t know

“I just—”

know

you already, Willow. I can

I gasp.

for the ritual, and I can keep staring at your face instead of looking at your body. But if I

chest; something was happening to me again. My heart was

I felt my heartbeat increase. He was responsible

it meant to be in love with a man before. It’s why I didn’t understand my

it was unlike anything I’ve experienced before. Did that mean I loved Dante? Was I

eyes at the pain I felt from

loving someone that once belonged to you. I’m sorry for feeling envious because

me a reason to fight my sickness. I never thought that I would ever want something she once

he stares straight ahead. I know he’s intentionally trying to keep the focus on

him uncomfortable. Why wouldn’t he

please not stare at

look away. “I’m sorry

of a distraction than anything else. When you do things like that, I tend to forget that I must not crash

but him.