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“… You’ll probably hate the fact you came so far to find out,” I add.

I feel treacherous myself, but I’m trapped now.

HowcouldI tell him? How can I?

He’d be gone in a New York minute.

And I can’t bear the thought.

I’ve only just met the man of my dreams, and there’s no way I could go on if he left.

Plus, this mystery of who he is and why he had so much money is kinda interesting.

It’s just not the kind of thing that happens to a girl whoishaving the worst day of her life.

Sitting himself up a little better, the whole frame of the couch where I sleep groans under his weight.

“Maybe I don’t wanna know who I am just yet,” he confides to me, a mischievous look passing over his features until he sets it firm again.

My heart leaps in my chest, and I seriously start to wonder if my newest house guest might just be thinking the same things I am.

He couldn’t be, though.

He wasn’t hit on the head hard enough to fall for the first girl he saw, especially me.

But that thick line at the front of his pants is no trick of the light.

He’s someone, whoever he is.

And he’s all man.

That’s for sure.

CHAPTERFIVE

Steve

Seeing my name should ring a bell. Itshouldtrigger something, but it doesn’t. Not really.

And the million-dollar thing?

Somehow that doesn’t even mean a lot either right now.

The only thing it makes me think of when I see my name is putting Holly’s name in front of mine.

Mrs. Holly Carter.

The thought makes more than just my mouth curve too.

The thought of lifting her out of this slum and putting her on the throne she deserves, the throne I don’t even remember I have someplace….

Thatmakes me happier than I’ve ever felt.

Ever.

That much I do know. Memory not required.

It’s like losing my memory has revealed my whole, true life purpose.

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