CHAPTER 38
Elena's pov
I stood with him agape, thinking of what to say. Shawn pulled it off, Harry. I mean, we were about to have s*x. No, no, no. That will set him off the edge and he would lose interest in touching me. Why now? I groan inside of me. I don't want to lie to him. Besides, Shawn and I never had a moment.
"Will you speak m'lady?" Harry looks more excited than I was now.
"I.. was getting prepared just as you wanted. No panties in the way." I joked, hoping he believed.
"Oh really." He sounds amused. He tucked my hair to my ear, wanting to kiss me down my neck when his brow creases, letting out a tone of anger.
"WHAT IS THIS?"
"What?" I looked perplexed. What could set him off quickly?
"Why do you have a hickey on your neck?" Harry looks at me in anger.
