Nate stood there, not knowing what to do. Leila had just said she loved him. But how? When? He didn't even treat her right, he married her only out of his selfish interests.
Holly cow!
Quite frankly, he liked her. Especially he enjoyed her curvy body and looking at her pretty face. They clicked in bed, and the s*x was great, but love? He wasn't in love.
There was no way Nate Hill would fall in love again. And he sure wouldn't repeat those words. But still, his heart melted. Nate fancied what she had just told him. He liked it a lot.
"Nobody loves me but you, Alice! I love you, Alice" Leila slurred, her words again catching him off guard. If her admitting to loving him shocked him pleasantly, this had a completely opposite effect on him.
She had mistaken him for Alice, her best friend.
