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He leans against the banister of the staircase. “You’re the one that started this conversation. What do you have to say?”

“I’m just…” I trail off. “I’m confused, okay? One day, you’re kissing me, and then I don’t see you for days. After which you’re taking care of me and acting like you care.”

“I’m marrying you, Daniella. Of course I fucking care!”

“That’s not the point,” I say harshly, feeling the tension inside of me build up.

He cocks his head to the side. “What’s the point?”

“I just want to know what this arrangement means.”

“What this arrangement means?” he echoes.

My eyes narrow. “You know, you’re acting really slow right now.”

Christian lets out a dark chuckle. “You’re the one trying to find out if I’m going to fuck you.”

My mouth falls open. “That was—that was so not what I fucking meant.”

“Really, Daniella?”

Christian may look like a gentleman and sound like a gentleman, but it’s moments like this that I get to see who he truly is. I should be offended by his crass, blunt words, but all it serves to do is cause heat to settle down my spine.

“Never mind,” I say like the coward I am. I move to go up to my room but he reaches over and grabs my wrist.

“You don’t run.”

I’m not sure if he means that generally or if he’s saying I don’t run from him. Regardless, the feeling of his hand on mine holds me in place.

“This is confusing for me too, Evans,” he mutters.

“But you can feel it, right? This insane attraction?”

“Insane,” he whispers softly. “Maddening’s more like it,tesoro.”

When my eyes meet his, they’re two dark pools. The look on his face is searing, hot and cold like the burn of an ice cube on skin.

“We could do it,” he says. “Put us both of our misery.”

My stomach burns with the question.

“But I won’t,” Christian goes on. “You being my fiancée makes things a lot more complicated than two people infatuated with each other.”

He’s right. I know he’s right. Sure, I want to sleep with him, but doing so will blur the lines of our already confusing situation.

“Okay,” I finally say.

“Okay?” he asks, relief shining in his eyes.

“Yeah. Forget I said anything. Good night.”

This time when I try to leave, he doesn’t stop me. But I feel his eyes trailing after me, and it doesn’t help that every fiber of my being wants to run back to him.

We’re definitely so fucked.

CHAPTER14

Christian

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