"Bunny," he shoved his fingers through my hair while keeping me close. "You lit a fire in me that just gets bigger and bigger by the day. What's so wrong with trying to calm the flames with your body?"
What's so wrong?
Everything.
And while I admit I was swayed by his words just now... Feeling like I was wanted... I knew it was still so wrong.
It was so wrong to give in and allow this man to do whatever he wanted when we were going to be a family soon.
"Ah, take in some ice, will you?" I threw my gaze away and he clicked his tongue.
"That's harsh." He said.
But he didn't know that walking in here with my mother was harsher.
If we had met again in normal circumstances... If he had tried to find me and said these same words to me... I would've definitely fallen into his sweet talk and allowed him to take control of my body, but not now.
Not in a situation like this.
And definitely not under these roofs.
